Memories

When Admiral passed away, some of her Twitter furriends posted this. I don't know how to make it larger, but seeing her WLF beret hanging on the side of her dear basket...her tucked in...memories. It still makes me cry.

Just a whisper to you...

Only a whisper saying thank you for the love.

Sailing.....

Sailing Sailing,
Over the Bounding Main
Where many a stormy wind shall blow
'Ere Admiral come home again.

It was written in 1880 by Godfrey Marks, a pseudonym of British organist and composer James Frederick Swift (1847–1931).

I know she's looking for a few strong mancats to share in the treasures and pieces of eight. 

A Message From the Bridge

Kitties and pawrents, a dear Twitter furriend's momma composed this beautiful piece.  Her name is Ingrid Trinka and she composed this in 2012.  So many of our furriends have joined me in the past several days and I know how their families grieve and hurt.  Perhaps this might help.  Sending them and you love.

a message from the Bridge

I would know your voice
if I slept a thousand years ....
the sound of it would wrestle down
the greatest of my fears

I would know your voice
over waterfalls of pain
I would travel days on end
to see you once again

But I have crossed
and you are left
to wait for that bright day
when I see you coming home ...
we'll run, we'll sit .. we'll play

It will seem like seconds passed
since last you hugged me tight
Sleep sweet, my master
I will wait.
Sleep sweet in Rainbow's light.

by ingrid trinka, 2012

I so Pretties!

Here I was playing with a toy that my favorite brofur gave me for Christmas.  See my arm?  There was a mousie that spun around and around when I activated it by being near.  I loved that thing.

Here I am with my then brand new catnip quilt made my Ms Stella O'Houligan's mommy. I LOVED that thing.  I was playing with it and loving the catnip that I could smell. This has always been my most favorite thing to lay on and I laid on it each and every day.   I was nestled gently in it like a baby when I flew away to the Bridge.  Mommy has it folded and put away forever now.  She can't look at it now, and it is carefully put away but she can enjoy Katie's, also made by Ms Stella O'Houligan's mommy.  

 Here I was spinning and playing.

We have happy loving memories.  XXOO Love to all my furriends.  Look for my star twinkling in the sky.