Tuesday, October 26, 2010
BUT IT WAS ONLY A CAT-Dedicated to Precious Lilly and Fiona In England
Dear Readers,
I would like to introduce a very moving poem by a wonderful
gal named.....
Sharon King-Booker, aka Catnip. ~ Love RubyNorma *o*
I would like to introduce a very moving poem by a wonderful
gal named.....
Sharon King-Booker, aka Catnip. ~ Love RubyNorma *o*
Photo of Black and white kittie on desk is courtesy of my spiritual pen-pal friend in England, Fiona Simpson, who just lost Precious Lilly. May Merciful God nurture you Lilly, until we all meet in Rainbow *o* RIP our beloved girl purrrrrrson! Here's your favorite flower that grows in Fiona's English garden, that you graced with your playfulness.
"BUT IT WAS ONLY A CAT," SOME PEOPLE SAY
WHEN YOU TELL THEM YOUR BEST FRIEND JUST PASSED AWAY.
"BUT IT WAS ONLY A CAT, SO WHY ALL THE TEARS?"
BECAUSE THEY WEREN'T THERE FOR ALL OF THE YEARS
WHEN THROUGH SADNESS AND GLADNESS SHE WAS ALWAYS THERE,
SHARING MY DESK, MY BED AND MY CHAIR.
SHE WAS ALWAYS A KITTEN, EAGER TO PLAY,
KEEPING THE GLITTER BALLS AND FUR MICE AT BAY.
SHE WAS ALWAYS A HUNTRESS, PROWLING THE HALLS,
STALKING THE SHADOWS SHE SAW ON THE WALLS.
YES, ANY WHO KNEW HER WOULD NEVER SAY THAT
MY BELOVED OLD FRIEND WAS ONLY A CAT.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF TWITCHIT, JUNE, 1986, NOVEMBER, 2004.
Sharon works with The Animal League of Green Valley, a no-kill shelter for both cats and dogs and the Paws Patrol, a TNR organization with several feral colonies from Sahuarita to Rio Rico in Southern AZ. She is a member of the Cat Writers Association and does weekly
"Mew Interpretations" for her local Green Valley News.
"BUT IT WAS ONLY A CAT," SOME PEOPLE SAY
WHEN YOU TELL THEM YOUR BEST FRIEND JUST PASSED AWAY.
"BUT IT WAS ONLY A CAT, SO WHY ALL THE TEARS?"
BECAUSE THEY WEREN'T THERE FOR ALL OF THE YEARS
WHEN THROUGH SADNESS AND GLADNESS SHE WAS ALWAYS THERE,
SHARING MY DESK, MY BED AND MY CHAIR.
SHE WAS ALWAYS A KITTEN, EAGER TO PLAY,
KEEPING THE GLITTER BALLS AND FUR MICE AT BAY.
SHE WAS ALWAYS A HUNTRESS, PROWLING THE HALLS,
STALKING THE SHADOWS SHE SAW ON THE WALLS.
YES, ANY WHO KNEW HER WOULD NEVER SAY THAT
MY BELOVED OLD FRIEND WAS ONLY A CAT.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF TWITCHIT, JUNE, 1986, NOVEMBER, 2004.
Sharon works with The Animal League of Green Valley, a no-kill shelter for both cats and dogs and the Paws Patrol, a TNR organization with several feral colonies from Sahuarita to Rio Rico in Southern AZ. She is a member of the Cat Writers Association and does weekly
"Mew Interpretations" for her local Green Valley News.
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I feel the same about my dogs as you do about your Twitchet.
anon in Scandinavia
anon in Scandinavia
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: 4:06 PM
The love and compassion shown on this blog by Dr. Yanez is very compelling to me and our family.
Thank you for the poignant dedication and beautiful poem written by your gifted guest author about Twitchet, honoring Lilly. Those who do not cherish animals as we do, will see another glimpse of unconditional love from you, Dear Ruby. We recently lost our older pet. My heart still aches with missing him. Now I feel able to say we will adopt again from a shelter.
Vernon in Wisconsin and Family
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Thank you for the poignant dedication and beautiful poem written by your gifted guest author about Twitchet, honoring Lilly. Those who do not cherish animals as we do, will see another glimpse of unconditional love from you, Dear Ruby. We recently lost our older pet. My heart still aches with missing him. Now I feel able to say we will adopt again from a shelter.
Vernon in Wisconsin and Family
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