Smokey (In Loving Memory)

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Itty Bitty Put Put, Smokey Power, Precious, Smoke, Mokie, Little Miss Thing

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-pound cat

Smokey Loved her family so much, Rubbing heads with her Mom, Playing Outside, Wrestling with Oreo, Boiled Shrimp, Playing with her string,

Strangers, Vacuum Cleaner, Being petted with more than one finger, Strangers were a contributing factor to her untimely death

Favorite Toy:
String and Oreo

Favorite Nap Spot:
Under the bed, on her condo on front of the window, in the sunroom

Favorite Food:
Boiled Shrimp, Sarah Lee Honey Turkey, Fancy Feast Wet Food

Many different meows, catching snakes, birds, but didn't kill them. Smokey talked to us everyday, we miss that and everything about her everyday.

indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
Smokey was found in our local humane society screaming at us when we walked in, So she came home with us. From the beginning of coming to her forever home she and Oreo were friends.

Smokey lived to be 5 years and 9 months old. She went to Rainbow Bridge July 18 2004. Our neighbors put out some weed killer the day she died. She was on our boat trailer and rode 1/4 mile before being thrown off. We know she would never have ridden the trailer because she was so skittish of everything. The moment the truck would have started she would have ran. We know this in our hearts. She is missed so much. We had her cremated and when I die she will be buried with me. An old man like me still cries for her. We live with this everyday. Smokey lived everyday the way she wanted. She was always up at 6:00am wanting to go outside. Then she came in for her boiled shrimp and breakfast. She would come in to say hello 3 or 4 times a day then go back outside. She absolutely loved being outside. She would ALWAYS spend her nights inside with us though. She would even stay outside during thunderstorms and when she came in she would tell us about it constantly meowing. She only wanted to be petted with one finger. When we would show her just one finger she would rare up on her hind legs and meet us in the air. She loved helping Bridget brush her teeth and wash her face getting ready for bed. She was always there even getting soap on her head because she and Bridget would be touching heads. I'm 47 years old and have never lost anything or anyone that touched my heart so much. I was and am truly heartbroken she died so young and miss her terribly. She was the first cat that we've had that knew what NO meant. That really amazed me, you had to tell her only once and she accepted it. Smokey is also listed on the website Her ID# is 42207 I Love You and Miss You so very much Smokey, a piece of me died with you. Smokey was not a pet, she was and is a member of our family and always will be. I wish I could hold you one more time. God Bless You Smokey.....I'll see you again My Baby!!

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Precious Sweet Love

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November 15th 2004 More than 12 years!

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December 22nd 2006 4:13 am
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A Christmas Story
December is the best month of the year at the Rainbow Bridge. For the dogs there is snow to romp in and the angels always have time to toss snowballs for them to chase. The cats enjoy patting at the snowflakes as they fall, and then curling up near the fireplace for a nice winter's nap.

But it is the lights that make this time so special. Winter on the Earth, their former home, is a time of lengthening darkness, and in December candles glow all around the globe beginning with Chanukah, the Festival of Lights, and continuing on right through the New Year's festivities. At the Bridge the glow of these candles is reflected in all of the trees, and in the hearts of every Bridgekid as they observe the month in their own special way; with memories of the lives, and the loved ones they left behind.

For most it is a time of quiet joy, but each year there are always a few who draw apart..
Near to midnight, "home time" on December 24 Charlie realized someone was missing from the Hale gathering. "I'll be right back," he told his siblings. He passed many similar groupings as he hurried down the well worn path, many friends called out to him, but he only acknowledge the greetings with a wave and continued on. The path ended at the Rainbow, and there he found a small group of newcomers, each sitting quietly, alone. One of these, the missing Sandifur, was crouched at the very edge, his stumpy tail twitching rapidly, as he stared at the scene below.

"You are missing the party, little brother," Charlie said.
"I don't care," replied Sandifur, "I don't like Christmas anyway. "

Charlie only smiled. "I felt the same way my first year. Do you remember your very first Christmas with Mom and Dad? Remember the new scratching tree they gave us that year, and the catnip mice? And remember all the good things we got to eat? That was a great time, wasn't it?" Sandifur nodded, still gazing intently below. "I want to go back."
"I did too, " Charlie said, licking gently at his brother's ear. "But we can't, baby brother. This is our place now." "But it's Christmas, and Mom and Dad miss us so much. Look, mom is lighting a candle right now, just for us and she is crying."

"Christmas Eve is her time to remember, little one, but tomorrow she will pass out the presents to all of our brothers and sisters, and she will be happy again. I want to show you something. Come with me."
Together the two kiddens climbed the arch of the Rainbow, and at the very top Charlie stopped. "Do you see that big silver cloud over there? Watch closely."

As Sandifur gazed the cloud began to swirl and gradually an image came into view. The clearing where he had left his family, and a larger gathering around the big, glowing pine tree. He could see the dogs, many more of them than when he had left, playing fetch and tug of war, and the kiddens, so many kiddens, sleeping in a heap, their soggy catnip mice forgotten in the grass.

Suddenly the kiddens all woke up, and the dogs ceased their play and stared into the darkness beyond the clearing, tails wagging in greeting.
And then, much to Sandifur's amazement, two humans stepped into the light."
"Hurry, Charlie, we have to go back," he said. " Mom and Dad, they're here!"
"Not just yet, Sandy. That cloud is our Window into Tomorrow.
Come back with me now, and join the others. The reunion will come. We have been promised."

Sandy reluctantly pulled his gaze away from the vision of the future, and followed Charlie. They found the others waiting for them at the base of the rainbow. "Is it time?" Charlie asked.
Terrie nodded, "They are waiting."
All of the Hale Bridgekids drew together, and looked over the edge, and along the entire length of the rainbow similar groups were gathered, all looking down at their former homes.

Suddenly the light of a million candles from the Earth met the glow from the Rainbow Bridge. "Now," Charlie whispered.

In unison three words were repeated again and again, and as they were spoken they merged with the bridge of light, flowing from the rainbow to the earth, and back again in ever increasing brilliance, and the colors of the rainbow merged with the light. "I love you," they all said, and the love entered every heart of the pet parents on earth, and the hearts of those who gathered at the rainbow.

"Merry Christmas, Mom and Dad," Sandifur whispered again, watching the lights slowly fade. "I love you. I will be waiting."

"I will look ahead for there is our tomorrow."

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