Tuesday, March 22, 2011
I was thrilled to see that my daffodils are in full bloom so I picked a bunch still dripping from the rain showers. Although I love the rain, it too can cease for awhile. Too much of anything can't be a good thing. We have had some flooding and the ground is so saturated that if it continues, we could all be floating down stream! I do love the green grass, the budding of leaves on the trees and looking forward to Easter baskets..... even if they are occupied by cats!
Today was a good day to run around and get some errands done and order new flooring. I had made an appointment at the groomers for Aslan. Poor guy was so full of matts and I knew something had to be done or the poor guy would have his circulation cut off. I told them to do what they could and if it didn't work out, a good shave would do. I went to Home Depot and ordered my flooring. By the time I had gotten done, I went back to the groomers and my little lion was ready to come home!
You can see where his poor little hide is sore from where the matts were.
Poor little guy is now really em-bare-assed! I may have to make him a coat to keep warm if the weather changes. lol
Later this afternoon, we went out to cut down some pussy willows! OH how soft and fuzzy they are! I once had a cat named Willow, after the fact. He had gray toes just like these!
I cut several branches so that I could get some new starts to plant.
Remember Bob cat? He hadn't been to the house to eat in a couple of days. We missed him as he and Tang were usually together.
While we were gathering willow branches, we happened to look over on the other side of the creek bank and there lay our poor dear Bob cat. I hollered at Bob hoping that he was just taking a nap, but unfortunately he hadn't. Poor guy had too much of a rough winter and must have taken it's toll on him and passed away in his sleep. We are sure going to miss him and I am sure his friend Tang will too. We gathered up his poor little body and will have a proper burial tomorrow in our private little cat cemetery. When the pussy willow gets it's start, I will plant one in his honor. He looked like this when he was laying on the bank.
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. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
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....