Goodbye, Milesy, Mrs. Goodcat., Her Life, ? to March 10, 2008 Options

[DannysMom]

Jon730, I was really touched by the wonderful stories you wrote about Miles. I loved the story you wrote about her how she saw her life. That was very special. She truly was a unique character!

[asorryone]

John730, Your stories of Miles made me laugh You had a truly beautiful relationship and it is soo good you can look back fondly! We will all meet again at Rainbow Bridge! Youve inspired me

[katzen11]

feeling with You, my dear old friend Jon
Eva

though I did and do love so much my cats
the one and only is Freya, my sweet boxerlady (1965-1975)
my heart is still pounding when I am seeing a boxer-dog.

I guess, for each and every pet we were happy to live with, there is another story.
But they are all loved so much.

[Jon730]

FIVE YEARS +
Well. Milesy, I have still not replaced the woodwork you clawed up. I may not.
Once in a while you still come to me in dreams, so I know our love goes on.
There will never be another like you.

[Jon730]

FIVE YEARS +
Well. Milesy, I have still not replaced the woodwork you clawed up. I may not.
Once in a while you still come to me in dreams, so I know our love goes on.
There will never be another like you.

And another year. SIX YEARS since we had to say Goodbye.
I came home from the vet that day, and for the first time in many decades, drank Scotch hastily from the bottle.
The first few weeks passed in a blur. I threw away your window bed, from which you used to await my return home from Work.
I donated your special food to the shelter.
It was not getting better. I never smiled again.
Your visits began to make things better. A dark blur in the corner of the eye.
Visits in dreams. Adventures and travels we took, games we had played.

When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

[DannysMom]

Jon, angel-versaries are tough. I hope today is treating you kindly. Miles was such an amazing cat and you had a truly special relationship with her.