3 years :"""(

today marks 3 years since i passed.

from mommy: i still give thanks for the short time we had you. i wish you could've met the latest addition, my daughter. i miss you :""""(

2nd anniversary :"(

i was young, so this happened at a more accelerated rate and quite unexpectedly :"(. it's fitting my mommy saw this so close to the anniversary of my passing.



LIVING LOVE

If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember …

The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend.
You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in finding a breeder.
Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just chosen that silly looking moggie in a shelter - simply because something in its eyes reached your heart.
But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front room - and when you feel it brush against you for the first time - it instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.

The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later.
It will be a day like any other. Routine and unexceptional.
But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend
and see age where you once saw youth.
You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy.
And you will see sleep where you once saw activity.
So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet - and you may add a pill or two to her food.
And you may feel a growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes of a coming emptiness.
And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day finally arrives.

And on this day - if your friend and G'd have not decided for you,
then you will be faced with making a decision of your own - on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit.
But, whichever way your friend eventually leaves you -
you will feel as alone as a single star in the night.

If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must.
And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you.

But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul - a bit smaller in size than your own - seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come.

And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg - very, very lightly.
And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend used to lay - you will remember those three significant days.
The memory will most likely be painful, and leave an ache in your heart.
As time passes, the ache will come and go as if it has a life of its own.
You will both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you.
If you reject it, it will depress you.
If you embrace it, it will deepen you.
Either way, it will still be an ache.

But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when - along with the memory of your pet -
and piercing through the heaviness in your heart -
there will come a realization that belongs only to you.
It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost.
This realization takes the form of a Living Love - like the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this Love will remain and grow -
and be there for us to remember.
It is a love we have earned.
It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go.
And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live.
It is a Love which is ours lone.
And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets -
it is a Love we will always possess.

Author: Martin Scot Kosins

thanx furom the bridge......

mommy, daddy, munky, killer; know that i love you and miss you. even though i was on earth fur a short time i am thankful to a have had a furmily who was with me literally in sickness and health. i'm happy to have had you!




from mommy:
i give thanks to have known you. we still miss you. i know that you know i really tried and i'm sorry things ended up as they did. we will see each other again. WE LOVE YOU BABY!!!!!!

ONE YEAR :[

today is the anniversary of my death. my furmily is still grieving. mommy has been looking at my urn and the keepsakes. i miss them to, but the bridge is great as well. i hear mommy is having a furless kitten. it just isn't fair, i should've been allowed to grow up with my furmily. FIP is a horrible disease!!!!!!!!! mommy, daddy, killer, munky, i miss you all!!!!!!!

ONE YEAR!

today would've been been my 1 yr birthday. i still miss my furmily, but the bridge is fun. i have uncle pudge to keep me company. i also made a lot of new friends of other angel kitties. my mommy still misses me. so does my hooman sibling and daddy. she's been thinking about me all day, i can feel it. so we will send her healing purrs today. i'm back to my frisky self and i feel no pain. i wonder if she knows that. i can't wait to see her again. at least i never found out what it was like to be old. pudge told me it was ok, but to be young and frisky is better. i was only around for 8m but the 6m i spent with my furmily was pawesome! i consulted a lot of other kitties, i may not have lived long, but i lived well. i never went without and my pawrents did the best they could by me. i wonder if mommy knows i sent lydia so she would always be reminded of me. she is the age i was when i passed and has a lot of my pursonality traits. i even made sure she had the same white hairs by her neck. it made mommy cry. why do hoomans cry when they're happy? i did it to make my furmily as happy as they made me. i wanted to stay, i just couldn't. mommy don't be sad, we'll meet again, i promise!

i am no longer with you....

but do not fear. i am at the rainbow bridge, my dear. there's plenty of other furballs, playing by me near. there's rainbows and blues skies so clear! i am no longer in pain and my eye feels better, how queer? but mommy, killer i can't see you here! oh there you are, please don't fear! don't cry i'm still very near!!

~written by my mommy naomi in honour of me~


well i'm now at the bridge, i lost my fight w/ FIP. i got to be in my furrever home for only 6 months. but i was happy and very well taken care of. i had mommy and daddy. i had my sister killer and a boy who loved me and played w/ me. mommy stayed w/me, holding me till the bitter end. i seemed fine and then poof! i was dying. i seemed to be doing better on the meds and the vet said mommy caught it very early. so we thought there was hope. but i can say me and mommy fought hard and she kept me happy to the end. she fed me good food, cuddled me and played w/ me. she refused to leave the house except to take my boy to and pick up from school. or to go get me the yucky meds. so she enjoyed me thoroughly to the end. she has no guilt, she took good care of me and fought hard. but FIP always wins in the end. i slept w/ her at night and didn't leave her side. i really enjoyed my all too short life. that's what mommy is upset about. this was sensless. i should've had more time. i never got to be a cat. i will always be a kitten.

life sux!!

i got uveitis last week. mommy took me to the vet. she let those vampires take my blood. the results were mostly good. however there was 1 very scary acronym....... FIP. i am now living w/ FIP. mommy and the doc are now discussing treatment options to make sure i have a more comfortable longer life than the prognosis. keep purring! the vet says rarely it goes into remission. my mommy is sad. my sister is depressed b/c i don't feel like rough housing. mommy has been giving me canned food. YUM!! purr me luck.

halloween fun

so yesterday was my 1st halloween ever. i had a blast! mommy dressed me and my sister killer in skull bandanas. we accompanied our human brother trick or treating in our stroller. the kids wanted to pet us. i loved the attention. mommy wouldn't let me have candy though. rats! i'll be doing it again next year. next month is turkey day! mommy said we could have some yay!