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Leannan, thank you for posting that beautiful song, "Never-Ending Road"! I cried the whole time I watched the video- I just now saw it tonight-, but it was also comforting. Polka has appeared in split-second flashes, and I have felt her warm and loving presence several times, at length. It has all comforted me, because truth be told, I am a wreck without my Kitty. Yes, I have other cats, including a sweey kitten who is in heat! That is going to be challenging. None of them is Polka Dot and never could be. So, I pray and take the comfort that God always gives. I still.sm agonizing over euthanizing her, though I know she was starving to death. She could barely eat due to her jaw cancer, and we knew she was in terrible pain as well. It is helpful to know all this, but it doesn't eradicate the pain and guilt. I would welcome thoughts on this, plus others' srories. It helps to read of the incredible love you all have known. Thanks again, Leannan. I will listen to Saber's list of tunes soon.
This song has been deleted from You Tube, and after listening to "Into the West" posted for Pasquale, I felt it was important for coffeehouse and Polka to have their song back.
Nearly three years after passing on, Weasie doesn't make very many detectable "visits" any more. But recently she's been present with a vengeance.
Last Tuesday marked the day I left town for my extended family's Christmas celebration out of state. In the morning there was a loud knock on the bedroom door - which was ajar - that sounded like it'd been made with the knuckles of a gloved and relaxed adult human hand. (Nobody lives in my place but me and my present-day cats.) I was wide awake at the time. Then later, I removed a rarely-used suitcase from its box and found a favorite toy of Weasie's at the bottom!
Late last night, technically early this morning, I was skimming e-mail to catch up when Seteria - the younger of my current feline housemates - suddenly started showing great interest in something beneath the baseboard heater. After some maneuvering and digging she produced ("ick" alert) the decaying skeleton of a mouse! Let's just say the kill had not been made recently.
Despite flight delays and lousy weather, my travel was pretty much uneventful. But I guess Weasie wanted to do a check-in to be on the safe side just the same - at both ends of the journey.
Nearly three years after passing on, Weasie doesn't make very many detectable "visits" any more. But recently she's been present with a vengeance.
Last Tuesday marked the day I left town for my extended family's Christmas celebration out of state. In the morning there was a loud knock on the bedroom door - which was ajar - that sounded like it'd been made with the knuckles of a gloved and relaxed adult human hand. (Nobody lives in my place but me and my present-day cats.) I was wide awake at the time. Then later, I removed a rarely-used suitcase from its box and found a favorite toy of Weasie's at the bottom!
Late last night, technically early this morning, I was skimming e-mail to catch up when Seteria - the younger of my current feline housemates - suddenly started showing great interest in something beneath the baseboard heater. After some maneuvering and digging she produced ("ick" alert) the decaying skeleton of a mouse! Let's just say the kill had not been made recently.
Despite flight delays and lousy weather, my travel was pretty much uneventful. But I guess Weasie wanted to do a check-in to be on the safe side just the same - at both ends of the journey.
Sounds like Weasie was letting you know she's still there watching out for you.
It took me awhile to realize/believe that Marcello (Meeko) was asking for this song.
This thread tends towards the sad and melancholy, sometimes, and he is so happy to be back home, in a safe, quiet environment, with a mom that loves, and will protect him.
Maybe I shouldn't admit this but the other night I was in bed reading my Nexus when I saw out of the corner of my eye a dark kitty walking by. OK no big deal I have two cats and one is dark...except...I looked around and realized both cats where in bed with me and both dogs were in their beds. gee I know I have floaters but this was a HUGE cat shaped floater. I has been telling somebody how much I think about my Siamese Kibi who has been gone for over 35 years. Could she have decided to come for a brief visit?
Maybe I shouldn't admit this but the other night I was in bed reading my Nexus when I saw out of the corner of my eye a dark kitty walking by. OK no big deal I have two cats and one is dark...except...I looked around and realized both cats where in bed with me and both dogs were in their beds. gee I know I have floaters but this was a HUGE cat shaped floater. I has been telling somebody how much I think about my Siamese Kibi who has been gone for over 35 years. Could she have decided to come for a brief visit?
Absolutely! Did it feel like Kibi?
I ask because, sometimes it isn't a cat from the past lurking, but one from the future.....One of my girls here showed up slinking away out of the corner of my eye for months before she finally appeared in real life. When I did meet her in real life, I recognized her immediately.
I ask because, sometimes it isn't a cat from the past lurking, but one from the future.....One of my girls here showed up slinking away out of the corner of my eye for months before she finally appeared in real life. When I did meet her in real life, I recognized her immediately.
That is a beautiful sentiment. To tell the truth it was only a second of realizing a cat was walking by and I immediately thought it was Oscar before i saw he was in bed. I'm very comfortable thinking it was Kibi acknowledging I was thinking and talking about her and that is a comforting thought.
It's been so wonderful reading these stories. Yesterday my dear Gideon accidentally fell in the pool and drowned. I found him in the pool just 15-30 minutes after he fell in. It was too late. I feel like the worst pet owner ever. He came to my boyfriend in a dream last night. He didn't really say anything...was just present and peaceful. I'm hoping he will visit me soon. I am heartbroken. RIP Gideon.
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