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Matty
4.15.00 to 1.27.02
Matty was a stray
we found in a pile of debris behind our garage when he was only
about two weeks old. He lost one eye at about one month of age
after we attempted to save it. A kindly doctor at our local
university took an interest in Matty and removed the eye for
us free of charge and Matty did just fine with only one eye.
Matty was able to catch flies in midair and loved stalking moths
that would sneak into the house during the summer. If we found
a moth fluttering around our reading lights at night, we would
call Matty and he would come running and immediately start searching
for the offending moth! Matty was a very clever cat, but he
developed a desire to escape to the outside world and one night
in January he managed to run out without our realizing it and
was hit by a car. A passing motorist came to our door asking
if we had a black cat as there was one injured by our mailbox;
he had limped across the street that far trying to make it home.
We rushed Matty to the vet, but he died enroute. I do not think
I have mourned an animal so much since my first cat. Matty was
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Dear
God,
If You could only spare the time
To let my pet lie down beside Your feet,
If You could pat his head and let him in
Or send an angel to the gate to meet him
When he comes, lost and forlorn;
If you could help in any way, I would be glad
For he had never been alone until today,
And even in Heaven, I know he will be sad
Without my voice to chase his fears away.
He'll miss our reassuring hand upon his head.
You see, we were inseparable, and now
He will not undersand this being dead.
I do not understand it well, myself.
O please, dear God, give him a place to wait
Through the long years, a patient ghost,
Until the day I meet him at Your gate.
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Author Unknown
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Emmy
May 1994 to May 2003
We adopted Emmy from a rescue organization
who was adopting kittens through PetSmart. She was very ill
with calici virus and Tom nursed her to health. About three
months after adopting Emmy, we adopted our first Chow Chow
and we thought perhaps they would become friends - NOT! Emmy
let it be known that SHE was the queen of the house and she
was NOT going to share that role. This attitude never changed
during her nine years. She was so mean to Matty when he came
to live with us that when he grew up and became bigger than
Emmy, he just terrorized her back. That is when she went on
strike and went to live on a shelf in the bathroom. We had
to install a litter box and her food and water up there with
her! When Matty died, Emmy came down and once again joined
us.
We knew she wasn't feeling well and she was losing a lot of
weight all of a sudden, but when she started hiding we knew
that was a terrible sign. We immediately took her to the vet
and found she had a huge mass near her liver. The doctor was
SO nice to us and explained it wasn't anything at all that
we could have avoided, that it was her liver and even if it
had been found early, it wouldn't have made any difference.
She already was losing quality of life by hiding in the closet
and under the bed and she wouldn't have lasted another week,
I don't think. So we made the decision to let her go. She
had just turned 9. I miss Emmy sleeping on top of me at night
and head-butting me for attention when I'm reading. But she
has already been back once to visit, the first night just
briefly through our remaining cat, Sassy, I saw an Emmy-like
movement and knew she was telling me she was just fine. So
many friends have told us about their own losses and I know
that Emmy has many friends watching over her and keeping her
company where she is until we meet again.
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Goodbye
My little friend you've left me,
and with you went my heart.
A piece of my soul is missing,
the piece that was your part.
My
sorrow seems unending.
I feel the touch of your paw.
The tickle of your whiskers,
the rumble of your purr.
I
listen for your footfall.
I see your shadow still.
Peeking from the corner.
Curled up on the sill.
My
heart is crying teardrops.
My eyes are crying too.
My dearest little kitty,
O God, how I miss you.
I'll
miss you puss forever.
But I'll try to carry on.
Remembering love you taught me.
Until my time has come.
Then
someday I'll come join you,
'neath God's most loving hand.
We'll cross the Bridge together,
And live in Heaven's land.
by
Wayne Pond
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