July 19th 2009 8:56 am
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Hello, I dont get many visitors but today I had 2 visitors to my Page, Thankyou for stopping by to say Hello to me. Thankyou also for your gifts.
I dont talk often , but today I thought it felt right to say my Thankyous ,here in my Diary. I do enjoy visitors but as my page has a sad Story to tell, I guess not many feel they can stop long enough to say Hi. I can understand that.But I was very happy in my Earth World, I did enjoy popping into mums world too sometimes, but My world was all mine.It was just for me , I fought for my world , my life was different from other lives, but it was mine, I wanted to live it ,in my own way...I was alive, just in a different world than most purrs. I knew Love, Care, Kindness and although I did give mum so so many heart aches, fearss, worries, head aches...I knew Mum was there for me, I did know exactly when mum or dad switched on my CCTV camera as I would look directly into it....Only I knew how to connect with the CCTV when I was in my safe, padded night house.It always facinated my mum and dad as to how I knew when I was on TV !!( it was so silent but Edward Knew ! ) I have a Beautiful New Picture on my page.So full of Beautiful Colours, Thankyou so much D Max .Thankyou D Max , White Boots , Midnight Son and Ralphie for stopping by to say Hello to me. Chirps , Edward
July 11th 2009 6:38 pm
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Dedicated to All who Understand Living Love and to those yet to feel this Living Love. Hugs n Purrs . Edward, Bagpuss and Lupe, s Mum Lyn
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 mutt 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 God 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
April 1st 2009 8:59 am
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I know I dont talk often but today is my Bridge Anniversary .I crossed over on April 1st 2005.Mum finds it hard to type for me but said I could come and chirp my Very best wishes to Alfie ( my Fur brother ) Alfies frien,s mum is having Surgery today.Angel Bagpuss ,my Angel fur kittenbrother is ..would have been celibrating his First birthday tomorrow April 2nd but Baggy crossed over on 20 December 08 just an 8 mth old kitten. Our mum is thinking of us ,and of many more purrs and purrsons today.Alfies wifey Twixy went missing on April 2nd 08 . April holds many memories. Churps from Above....Just Edward.