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How it looks from up here

I heard a song and thought of you my friend-

"We met it seems, such a short time ago.
You looked at me, needing me so.
Yet from your sadness, our happiness grew.
Then I found out, I need you, too.
I remember how we used to play.
I recall those rainy days, the fires glowed, that kept us warm.
And now I find, we're both alone.
Goodbye may seem forever, farewell is like the end.
But in my heart's a memory, and there you'll always be."

From Disney's The Fox and The Hound, 1981

PJ is now watching this movie a lot-he likes the fox and says the hunter is bad and mean and picked on the bear-a budding animal lover for sure. He also tells me that Riley is still sad cause "he miss him twin". Aww, we all do. For Mother's Day my dad made me a marker for your grave-it is a stone that he sanded and polished and painted your name and a paw print on it. It was a flat river stone that I found on a fishing trip years ago. It looks very nice-your little spot is ringed with river stones and a Halloween yard stake (small and tasteful as you would like) that has a black cat jumping over the moon and says Black Cat Crossing. I put the marker right in front of it. It's a good spot-the little birds in the tree over you are getting bigger and now are actually coming out on the branch-I can almost hear your teeth click while you watch them and wish a big gust of wind would push one in reach-you are a stinker. I miss you my friend.

Mom

I have wings-look out birds!

Thank you Autumn for my wings (flap, flap) they are great. Now that I am a kitty with wings I think it will make bird chasing much more fun. I used to sit at the window and watch the birds so carefully that my bottom lip would shake and I would chirp at them. Think of what I can do now...

Thomas Angel
(no birdies will be harmed in the course of my prowling-they may be annoyed and midly aggrivated however)

Thomas has gone away

After much debate, I had Thomas PTS today. He passed at 5:45 at our vets office, he was 18 years old. The staff cried along with me-I was able to hold his head in my hand and be with him when he passed. He has been such a wonderful dear loyal little man, I will miss him so very much. He has seen me gradutate college, work crappy jobs, date crappy guys (who he was never shy about snubbing), move, work fun jobs, date the right guy, and eventually get married and start a family. He was such a fixture in my life I have trouble thinking he is now gone. But I chose to think of the fun we have had-trips to McD's in the car to get ice cream (a 20 pound black cat gets you some looks in the drive through), college times, single girl and cat piled up to watch a movie (he was a great snuggler), him sleeping under my son's crib. He was my first cat and more like a tiny soulmate-he was part of me. I hope that now, buried under a tree in the backyard where the birds and squirrels play, he is at peace-no pain or unease. I hope that now he is able to rest and maybe in cat heaven there is a large black cat taking toys from others, snubbing the angels that don't suit his taste, chasing birds, and maybe once in a while looking down to see how his family is. As I wrote on his blanket that I buried him in "Thomas 1990-2008 Much Loved-Much Missed". That says as much as one can about the loss of such a small creature who took up susch a big part of my heart. Hugs and Kisses Bad Kitty-mom misses her first boy.