A celebration of the kitties (and their friends) of the CatBlogosphere in verse.
Friday, August 7, 2009
Gemel held Blossom in her arms for the last time on July 13th, as the vet helped her on her way to the Rainbow Bridge. Blossom was on old cat when Gemel adopted her late in 2005 and she had been getting more and more frail. Something went wrong with her back legs and she was in pain, so Gemel made the heart-wrenching decision to help her go so she wouldn't suffer any more. Back in 2005, Gemel had decided that she wanted to adopt an old, sick or homeless cat. Her husband was against the idea, as they were renting. He wanted to wait until their own home was ready. Just after he had said this, Gemel and a friend of hers went for a walk. Gemel had a definite feeling that on the way home she just had to go down a certain street. She kept feeling that something very important was going to happen. As they turned down that certain street, a long-haired white cat, very dirty and matted, came almost running, but limping, toward Gemel, while meowing very loudly. Gemel picked her up and the cat immediately began purring. Gemel decided that she had to take her home, despite what her husband had said. He was against keeping her at first, but soon relented. Blossom had found her forever home at last. Blossom loved to go out walking on a leash and loved to visit the beach. In cold weather, her very favorite thing was the fire. She would hop in her bed by the fire and stay for as long as the fire lasted. At night, she slept with her humans. As it is winter now in Australia, where Blossom lived, she had been enjoying her fire very much.
Blossom ran to the Bridge through the cold. She went because she was tired and old. Although it grieved her, Her Mom relieved her Of all of her pain from being so old.