Arrival Story: Rachael and her brother Ross were born in the shelter at which I was working. When they were about 4 months old, I took them to the Animal Birth Control clinic to be spayed/neutered. I had no intention of keeping them at that time. The were the last two of a litter, their siblings had all been adopted. When I went to pick them up, as soon as they saw me, they starting screaming, and trying to get out of their carriers. It was obvious they recognized me and were so happy to see me. I just couldn't resist and they became cats six and seven in my household. I have mostly male cats in my household, I seem to have more of an attachment to male cats for whatever reason. Rachael, however, is an exception. She is very sweet, but fiesty all at the same time. A real adventurer, always into something, and can be very destructive too. She's no spring chicken anymore, but she amazes me how she still runs around and gets into things like she did as a kitten. The fur family loves her, and she gets along with everyone. One in a while she will terrorize her brother Gem Jr., but then, so does everyone else in the fur family, poor guy.
My organs failed and I left for the rainbow bridge today. I had a good life, and I have a lot of family at the Rainbow Bridge. The Bridge family was at a pawty when I arrived. On Sundays, my Bridge family often attends Manya's Baking Pawties and the guests all left the pawty to greet me at the entrance to the Bridge, imagine that!
Reflecting on my Earth life I was one of the seven original furs that represented my Mom's "magnificent seven". In order of arrival to the infamous Hollywood apartment where we lived with our Mom lived fur 12 years were Whiskey-Lee, Shelby, Andy & Farley, Gem, and me Rachael, along with my brofur Ross. Of the entire group only Ross remains on Earth. This makes my Mom so very sad, and feeling like she has a huge hole in her stomach.
We all loved the Hollywood apartment in the early days. My brofur Ross and I came into the home as kittens, and boy were we ever a handful. We were soooo destructive! We wrecked everything! We would remain like kittens for years. I remember how much we loved Christmas Day. I was one of the first to open the presents, and I loved playing with the packaging. It was never really the same after my Mom got married and we left the apartment. We moved to the country and Mom and Dad made us a huge cat enclosure! Still, it was never the same as in the old days.
I'll be living in the families mansion now at Rainbow Bridge. It's lovely, and outside the window is the end of the rainbow. There's a pot of gold there, and my siblings pan for gold and jewels almost every morning. Don't be sad, I'll be OK.