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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[samhaincat]

I'm so glad that Murfy's lump was benign, what a frightening thing for you to go through. Poor boy with the cone but I'm sure he'll heal quickly and will be back in your arms soon.

I'm sorry you lost Hannibal on September 15th, I lost Nymph on September 23rd and her daughter Spicey, a shaded golden on August 17th, she had congestive heart failure.

The rose you planted over Hannibal sounds lovely and very befitting of him. I put most of Spicey's ashes under a little red Rhododendrum, red was always her colour as she was a fiesty but sweet little girl. The pink camelia and astilbe suited Nymph and her ethereal beauty. While my Zody who was half Himalayan and a very unique fellow is under a himalayan blue poppy. I think these symbols of life are a wonderful way to honour our lost pets and to let them know we will always love them.