|Purred: Tue Jan 15, '13 7:59am PST |
|....and it falls into my lot, that I should rise, and you should not....I gently rise and softly call, goodnight and joy be to you all....
ah, there is no easy way to explain the Bridge.
You'll see Lola again, perhaps she'll come to touch noses one evening at dusk, and to purr into your people's dreams. Perhaps she'll stand at a lovely carpeted expanse that you'll race up and down together, now that she is without the burden of a body that ached all the time.
Perhaps, as I write this your head will lift, and a small dancing firefly will linger just out of reach for you to chase and play with.
Or it will come to you, as it does to your people...love is forever. Lola is love.
Mommy said to Daddy the other day 'I miss Bella when she was well....the good times. But we had a wonderful gift, we lived out one whole cat life together, she and I.
A life well lived."
Purrs to you and your folks.
And I sit on my hinds and salute Lola, who had a wonderful and rich life with those she truly loved and who loved her.
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