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A Special Place
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A Special Place |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere 
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I wiped his footprints off the front door, then I Febreezed the couch once more. Under the chair I found a lost bone, the last thing that showed this was his home. I miss his happy that was always waiting just for me. It’s been hard, I’ve tried my best. I have yet to go where he is laid to rest. I want to make it a special place where a smile can come to cover my face. A little spot with flowers and a stone that I can visit when I feel alone. Too many tears in my way. Too many tears for today. LGR(C)4/13/19 |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Tears for you, Lori! Rest and play in peace, darling, beautiful, precious, lovely, cute, clever, cuddly, one-in-the-universe Winston. Mommy knows that you are watching over her all the time. I had that special place at Flicka (my horse)'s grave, but can't get there now, but I did for many years. He went to Heaven on 28 April 2002 and his blue horse blanket is still on my bed and I miss him terribly still and say goodnight to him every night along with other animals of mine and I talk to him sometimes during the day. I am simultaneously glad and sorry that I understand what you are going through. The one consolation, Lori, is that it is not Winston left on earth going through the separation anxiety and anguish that you are going through. It is this way round, so that you can do that instead of him. Email me if you would like to. You can't EVER talk too much about him or what you are going through. Hugs to you and Miss Kitty. |
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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA |
Lori, I am so sorry to hear about your loss. In spite of my gruff exterior I understand the closeness that develops between a person and a pet. Even to the point where the pet becomes a "person". |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
Hi Lori, heart hugs to you. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Dearest Owl, You of all people, I knew would understand how I'm feeling. I appreciate your invite to talk. I got Winston when my youngest left home, to help ease the "empty nest". I never considered at the time the emptiness he would leave behind. Mizz Kitty is happy to have me all to herself now, she is forever in my lap for back and ear scratches. But she is not one to cuddle or kiss or let you boop her nose. ~L |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
John, I appreciate your thoughtfulness. When pets are truly loved, they open a special place in our hearts that makes us better humans. ~L |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
CocoBaci, Thanks for the hug, they help more than you know. ~L |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Thank you for your lovely, warm reply, Lori, and for feeling my understanding. Perhaps Mizz Kitty does feel the loss of Winston in a way that neither you nor I know, but I am so very glad that you have her to help comfort you in your anguish. Perhaps she will become a cuddle-and-kiss-nose-booper now, but even if she doesn't, being on your lap and loving the back and ear scratches, I know, brings a measure of comfort. My beloved late Cleo-kitty whom I got (along with my Benji-dog) when she was already 5 years old, took to me immediately without a moment's hesitation, BUT it took 96 days before she jumped on to my lap. My current Shadrach, Meshach and Abigail (you can't call a little girl, Abednego), three-year old grown up kitten siblings were feral kittens initially, but you would never think so now, so mega-affectionate are they (though when strangers are here - even my son, who is very much an animal lover, revert to their feral instincts and hide away. However, Meshach has rubbed noses with him, but Abigail, and especially Shadrach (the unfearing sheriff in everythng else - and the bravest to meet me when they were only a few weeks old and Mommy Cat brought them to my garden for me to feed them and eventually take over when the kittens allowed it) vanish when he arrives to fix whatever it is that he is fixing that day. Mizz Kitty, thank you for looking after Mommy so nicely when her heart is very, very sore. Purr-meeow. |
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