Bye Bye My Boy
We made the decision Tuesday.Bubba has gone to The Rainbow Bridge.
'There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass.
When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food and water and warm spring weather. All the animals who have 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. Her bright eyes are intent; her eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, her legs carrying her faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion. 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 the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.'
At 17 years old people will say he had a 'good innings', but it also means we have had him for such a long time that being without him is horrid.
Plus, having to make the decision was a nightmare and we feel like the worst traitors on this earth.
I just hope he has forgiven us.
He was everybody's friend, people and cats alike. He loved the orphaned foster kittens and became their mother substitute for the 3 months they lived with us.
Our girl kitties just put up with the little buggers, but Bubba loved them.
Every year he watched the Super Bowl with Alan.
He was my sweet, gentle boy and I miss him terribly.
The girls are all discombobulated. Looby Loo, who was devoted to him, is so frightened. She is starting to look ill.
I do hope she doesn't get sick.
Bye bye my dear old friend.
Philip got rather drunk Tuesday night.
I couldn't bring myself to eat or drink anything. I have a feeling I might have a couple tonight though.
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