Puff - Heaven's Newest Bridge Angel

Puff (left) and Powder's First Meal at Home 5/16/1998

 

 

Rudy here - it's been a very sad time. Puff got very sick last week and made the decision to ask Mommy and Daddy to help her to the Bridge on Saturday morning. All of us thought that she'd do it her way and cross on her own, but she changed her mind and gave Mommy the "look". So, the 'rents called Puff's Vet and she said bring her in and she would help too. The vet did some prodding and found a mass in Puff's belly that she thought could be an aggressive, fast growing cancer. Cancer sux...

The 'rents have always called her the "Original Cat" because they got her from a farm barn the day after they were married. You can read that story here - Our Adoption Story

Mommy says it's a new family paradigm - the rest of us say smaller words like, it sux! The Vet said that Puff indeed was ready to cross to the Rainbow Bridge. Mommy and Daddy were there with her, stroking her fur and looking in her eyes telling her how much she was loved and that it was OK to go. It took less than 5 seconds, Puff was gone - I guess she was in a hurry to see Parker and Diamond and Jordan and Payton.

Our home seems different, there is still a lot of love, but there is some sad too. We all spent the weekend grieving our loss and trying to make the 'rents feel better. I guess it will just take time for our hearts to start to heal.

A Beautiful Girl - and She Knew It!

 





 

 Puff is currently at Wayside Waifs - her remains will be cremated and she'll return to us later this week. We know that her earthly remains are in very good hands. When she comes home, she'll rest next to Parker Pie's remains.

 

Daddy's Girl

 

Chillaxin'

 

The good news is that the rest of us seem to be quite healthy, Powder is the same age as Puff and she runs around like a little nut.I am still a healthy large and in charge Man Cat and Rickey Tiki Tavi tries to be just like me. He has a way to go if I do say so myself.

 



Puff did enjoy the 'Nip...

 

Kharma kitty is a sweet gentle girl - she so reminds us of Parker Pie - the resemblance is strong, but her personality is all her own. She's a loving, sorta quiet kitty who has become best friends with Rickey Tiki Tavi and (GASP!) Fletcher!

 

Happier Holidays...

 





Such A Floofy Girl!

 

The 'rents are going to leave her stocking up - we know that in spirit, she will be with us over the holiday season.

 



I wish Mommy's camera was better back then!

 

I'm going to leave you with a few more shots of the Puffster. Mommy said her beauty was only surpassed by her loveliness...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Her Basket For Her Final Trip...

 



 

I'll just say, she was a pretty awesome feline...

 

Love,

 

Rudy

 

 

That's Me!







Godspeed Sweet Praline

Sweet Praline
September 25, 1995 ~ April 25th, 2011

We lost a very dear friend yesterday. Sweet Praline acheived angel status at the Rainbow Bridge. Praline was such a beautiful kitty that had a loving and devoted Mommy. I know that her Mommy must feel all kinds of sad and heartbroken over the loss of such a special kitty. We send her our love and we hope that soon her memories of Sweet Praline will make her smile more than they make her cry.

In honor of Miss Sweet Praline -

Where to Bury A Cat

There are various places within which a cat may be buried. We are thinking now of a tabby cat, a striped cat, whose coat was like watered silk, and who, so far as we are aware, never entertained a mean or an unworthy thought. This cat is buried beneath a cherry tree, under four feet of garden loam, and at its proper season the cherry strews petals on the green lawn of his grave. Beneath a cherry tree, or an apple, or any flowering shrub of the garden, is an excellent place to bury a good cat. For beneath such trees, such shrubs, he slept in the drowsy summer, or chased bees, or lifted head to challenge some winged intruder. These are good places, in life or in death. For if the cat be well remembered, if sometimes he leaps through your dreams actual as in life, eyes kindling, questing, asking, laughing, begging, it matters not at all where that cat sleeps at long and at last. On a hill where the wind is unrebuked and the trees are roaring, or beside a stream he knew in kittenhood, or somewhere in the flatness of a pasture land, where the most exhilarating moles burrow. It is all one to the cat, and all one to you, and nothing is gained, and nothing lost -- if memory lives. But there is one best place to bury a cat. One place that is best of all. If you bury him in this spot, the secret of which you must already have guessed, he will come to you when you call -- come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well-remembered path, and to your side again. And though you call a dozen living cats, they shall not hiss at him, nor resent his coming, for he is yours and he belongs there. People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no mew pitched too fine for mere audition, people who may never really have had a cat. Smile at them then, for you shall know something that is hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing. The one best place to bury a good cat is in the heart of his owner.

by Ben Hur Lampman, Portland Oregonian, 1921

Godspeed Sweet Praline,  you were loved so very, very much...

In Memory of My Friend

Princess - April 15th, 1991 - December 17th, 2009

On of my very sweetest friends in the Blogosphere earned her Rainbow Bridge wings yesterday. Dear gentle Princess (Prinnie) was 18 and a 1/2 years young. She joined her angel brother Caesar who left for the Bridge in January of 2008. Prinnie leaves behind her wonderful, loving bean family and a great little kitty brother Pierro.
Godspeed Prinnie dear, I will miss you very much. Someday, we will meet at the Bridge.
Smoochies to heaven's newest angel.

Sad Sunday

My friends Beezer and Kimiko have both left for the Bridge.

I don't feel much like blogging today.

Please be sure to send their families your support.
Oh, and kitties, give your 'rents a few extra purrs, they'll like that!

In Loving Memory Of Violette Noelle

Today we remember Violette Noelle "Sprout"

May 10, 2008 - August 10, 2008
Our love and prayers to her grieving family...

Monday Mourning

My uber wonderful friend Monty has had a terrible tragedy in his family. Their human baby Violette Noelle (aka Sprout) passed away yesterday after having an accident. I do not think there are any words in any language that can express how sad we feel for them. We mourn their loss and our love and prayers are with them.

I don't know what else to say...