Farewell, Baby Pickles

I am back to feeling mostly human again, so it's back to the limericks. There are going to be three farewell posts in a row because Shadow Lady was up after Pickles, but she went to the Bridge, too, so her post won't be a happy one.

Patrick went to the Rainbow Bridge on August 4th and the Mom found Baby Pickles the very next day. She was delighted because he looked almost exactly like Patrick -- all white with some Siamese in the mix. Pickles was born deaf, but that never slowed him down. He was all over the place and having a great time with Christopher. Then in early October he had a seizure of some kind. The Mom knew just what to do and got some glucose into him and kept him warm. He seemed to come out of it just fine. Everything seemed to be going well until the Mom found that he had run off to the Rainbow Bridge very early on the morning of October 17th. She thinks that he had another seizure. There must have been something wrong with his little insides. This really tore the Mom up emotionally, but things are getting better now. There is a new little kitten in the house, Bug. She was part of a rescued feral litter and very sick. She is much better now, and the Mom is cautiously hopeful.

                                      Baby Pickles left us much too soon.
                                      He fell into a deathly swoon,
                                            And floated away
                                            To the Bridge to play.
                                      Now he runs and jumps and chases the Moon.