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Post by charliebrown on May 1, 2014 20:52:30 GMT
Sigh... I miss her. I've been crying on and off during the day. Though she passed away peacefully, apparently due to old age, I still feel sad. I love her.
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Post by Kye on May 1, 2014 21:14:45 GMT
It's sad when we lose a pet. It's like losing a part of our history.
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Post by tangent on May 1, 2014 22:21:40 GMT
Yes, indeed, they are lovely creatures and sadly missed when they go.
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Post by Moose on May 1, 2014 23:18:19 GMT
I am so sorry. Pip and Luthy send their love to you.
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Post by charliebrown on May 2, 2014 5:32:43 GMT
Thanks a lot. I am grateful to be her human. I'd love to adopt another cat in the future.
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Post by JoeP on May 2, 2014 8:37:10 GMT
She was a lovely cat. Dusty would send her miaows.
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Post by Kate on May 2, 2014 10:37:04 GMT
I'm really sorry cats are such a lovely loyal part of the family
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Post by Moose on May 2, 2014 18:48:56 GMT
Yeah It's so horrible to lose one. I will give my two extra hugs tonight.
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Post by charliebrown on May 2, 2014 19:02:27 GMT
Today I feel both emotionally and physically drained. I am going to bed now. Thanks for all your thoughts and words. I know you all know I feel, it's like an important part of me is gone forever. I love my cat. She is similar to me in many ways. Here is a lovely poem:
The Cat's Song
Mine, says the cat, putting out his paw of darkness. My lover, my friend, my slave, my toy, says the cat making on your chest his gesture of drawing milk from his mother's forgotten breasts.
Let us walk in the woods, says the cat. I'll teach you to read the tabloid of scents, to fade into shadow, wait like a trap, to hunt. Now I lay this plump warm mouse on your mat.
You feed me, I try to feed you, we are friends, says the cat, although I am more equal than you. Can you leap twenty times the height of your body? Can you run up and down trees? Jump between roofs?
Let us rub our bodies together and talk of touch. My emotions are pure as salt crystals and as hard. My lusts glow like my eyes. I sing to you in the mornings walking round and round your bed and into your face.
Come I will teach you to dance as naturally as falling asleep and waking and stretching long, long. I speak greed with my paws and fear with my whiskers. Envy lashes my tail. Love speaks me entire, a word
of fur. I will teach you to be still as an egg and to slip like the ghost of wind through the grass.
by Marge Piercy
"Love speaks me entire." Indeed.
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Post by Moose on May 2, 2014 20:21:32 GMT
That is beautiful
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Post by Kate on May 2, 2014 20:42:14 GMT
What a lovely poem
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Post by Kye on May 2, 2014 22:32:31 GMT
Nice...
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Post by JoeP on May 3, 2014 10:00:41 GMT
Especially "his paw of darkness"
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Post by Mari on May 3, 2014 10:30:37 GMT
I'm sorry, Genie. *hugs*
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Post by Alvamiga on May 3, 2014 10:49:56 GMT
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Post by spaceflower on May 4, 2014 0:26:11 GMT
It is so sad to loose your pet.
I lost my dog in January. At first I was constantly reminded of her missing. And I still think of her every day. She was a part of my life for almost 12 years.
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Post by raspberrybullets on May 4, 2014 0:48:56 GMT
I'm really sorry CB.
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Post by charliebrown on May 4, 2014 3:30:56 GMT
I am sorry Spaceflower I don't know about other cats, but my Didi only purred to me. Though we all fed her and stroke her, she only purred to me. Sigh...
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Post by Kye on May 4, 2014 9:56:51 GMT
((((Genie))))
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Post by DGoeij on May 7, 2014 9:14:27 GMT
That is very sad to hear Genie. Best wishes from this side of the planet.
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2014 11:35:15 GMT
I'm really sorry to hear that, Genie. We still miss Basil a lot on some days. But she had a good life with you. I think it's nice to know that we could give our pets a nice life.
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Post by charliebrown on May 7, 2014 16:42:29 GMT
I still miss her a lot. Sometimes I have the feeling she is sitting there watching me, just like before.
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Post by Moose on May 7, 2014 17:40:34 GMT
I felt like that after both Merry and Gandalf died . Used to hear things in the night and think 'oh it's just Merry on the prowl'..
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Post by charliebrown on May 7, 2014 18:10:14 GMT
Chris found her first. He didn't tell me anything, just lead me to the hill where he already dug a hole. He had Didi inside a box. When he opened the box and revealed Didi's body, I realized she was gone and I screamed and held her in my arms: she was still warm. I kept screaming 'what happened? what happened?' I saw Didi's tongue stuck out, so I opened her mouth and put it back, then I heard a small noise coming from her: the last sound I ever heard from her (I think it's some air released from her throat). But for a moment I thought she was still alive. So I kept her closer and called her. But her eyes weren't her any more. There was no life. And I was sure she has left us. I still have tears in my eyes when I recalled the moment. I wish she knew how much I love her and miss her.
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Post by Moose on May 7, 2014 23:43:02 GMT
I think that she did. Animals know.
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Post by tangent on May 11, 2014 13:20:12 GMT
That's heartbreaking, our pets mean so much to us.
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