Saturday, 13 March 2010

Bye Titch.

Titch was our family cat.
She was found along with her mother & other brothers & sisters in Greenock Prison.
Because she was the runt of the litter she was titchy, hence her name!
We adopted her at about 6months old & she stayed with us until she had to be put down on Friday at the grand old age of 19yrs!
I had a lot of emotional problems growing up (Depression) & used to shout at her a lot, but she would always come for a cuddle & say hello no matter how Depressed I was. She never held my moody swings against me (unlike a lot of people).
I think she knew I had issues & did her best to help. She did!
See you on the other side Titchy <3

The Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had 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. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. 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 Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...

1 comment:

  1. I'm so sorry about your furry friend, but it sounds like she had an long life and happy one.

    We just lost one of our furbabies too, Pepper was 17 years old. She passed a couple days ago.

    Maybe they both be at peace.