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Apr062010

Bittersweet

Such is life, isn't it?  First sweet, then bitter, bitter, then sweet.

It can go from this on a lovely April Sunday:

 

To a lovely April afternoon two days later and a phone call telling you that your kitty has a large mass in her abdomen that is not operable and is surely cancer. The only humane option is to put her to sleep.

Those are the bitter parts of life, the one hour of notice you get before your thirteen-year-old companion passes on.

Little Isabel. She moved with me all over the country. She made it to Minnesota, and then she slowly went downhill. She quit eating and drinking, she lost five pounds.

 

This was the last time I got to see her. I wanted to have one last picture to remember her by. Sleep sweet, little Bizzybel. Mama will miss you.

 

 

 

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Sharon, I'm so sorry. It's awful to lose a beloved pet. She was so lucky to have you to love her for 13 years.

April 10, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterHeather

I am so sorry about the kitty. My last one passed on at 18 with kidney failure and it is so hard to lose the solidity of their affection. I doubt I'd be as stable an adult as I am without her helping me make it through puberty and undiagnosed depression. I'm so sorry for your loss.

April 13, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterMary

Oh my. My kitty looks like yours. I'm so very sorry for your loss. Hopefully Bast will know how much Isabel was loved, and will grace you will more kitty love and kisses....

April 13, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterViv

I've lost my own Isabels and this poem, author unknown, has always brought me peace

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. Her bright eyes are intent. Her eager body quivers. Suddenly she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, her legs carrying her faster and faster, racing to you and your open arms.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...

May 6, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterChloe

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