My Beautiful Silver Girl-nymph Options

[samhaincat]

Dear Nymph, my etherial sweetness, it's been over a month and I still miss you dreadfully.

You were the beautiful on the outside as well as on the inside. You never raised a claw in anger, you never bit, you were a sweet gentle loving soul.
I remember when I first saw you in the room with your brothers and sisters and the sun was streaming through the window. I felt like I had walked into a room of silvery white angels. I picked you up and you sat on my hand and looked at me with those lovely light green eyes full of curiousity. Who would have thought we'd have 18 wonderful years so full of love together.

Whenever I came home from work tired and weary and lay down in front of the fireplace, you would come over climb on my back and give me an indepth massage. If your claws hadn't been clipped it turned into a mini acupuncture treatment.

I miss your warm furry body on my lap, and your sweet chirps and affectionate kisses.

I scattered your and Spicey's ashes yesterday. I mingled some of yours and Spicey under the himalayan blue poppy where Zody's rest. I put the rest of yours under the pink camelia and the delicate pink astilbe. You three were part of my family and I wanted you all together. Yesterday in the days of the druids was samhain, a day when the barrier between this world and the other world was said to be at its thinnest. I lit a candle last night for you all and sent my message of love.

Nymph, I look forward to the day when I can once again hug your warm live body in my arms. I love you sweetness...I always will.
the love never dies...

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[Inessence]

Your Nymph is so beautiful. It always chokes me up when you post pictures of her. You see, my baby is like the male version of her. He's a 13 year old silver persian named Murfy. I recently lost my other baby, a Flame-Point Himalayan, named Hannibal to heart disease on 9/15. He and Murfy were best friends and playmates. I had bought a beautiful rose to place over his grave, it's called "Glowing Peace" and is Hannibal's colors of cream, orange, and a touch of pink around the edges. I planted it for him on the day he passed away.

Poor Murfy's got a plastic cone on his head right now to keep him from clawing out stitches and a staple under his jaw where they recently removed a lump. It was tested for cancer, and I was just notified yesterday it was benign. Thank God. He's got to wear the cone for another week, poor thing. He also had to have two teeth extracted, and we've been babying him completely.