" In Memory of Spooky "

I AM DEDICATING MY POST TODAY TO SPOOKY. OUR VERY LOVING BOY CAT WHO WE CALLED OUR " LOVER BOY "
SPOOKY PASSED TODAY, JUNE 10,2009.

Seven years ago, on a cold and rainy October night, my daughter Katie and I heard a faint non distinct sound on our front porch. We opened the door to find a very tiny gray puffball facing the front door looking at us. It was so tiny and so furry that is was a little hard to tell what it was a first. So tiny was he that he barely had a voice. Of course Katie and I had to investigate further.
It was most definitely a feline. Naturally we brought the poor, cold, and wet little orphan in the house. Naturally. We brought him into one of the spare bedrooms as we had at that time six other cats and didn't want them to start a revolt. Upon investigation, I determined that the fur ball was a boy. Oh dear, this is not good. You see all of our cats were females. All spayed of course but all that kept running through my mind was how much my husband disliked male cats.
What to do, what to do? I could lie and say it is a girl cat. Nope, my husband is far from stupid. So I did the right thing and told him that the kitty was a boy. And between Katie's begging and my absolute refusal to get rid of him, the little gray fur ball had a new home. There was however one condition. My husband wanted to name him. That was easy! And since it was very close to Halloween and a dark and rainy night at that, Jake named him Spooky.
One of the reasons that my husband didn't want a male cat was he had always heard that they sprayed. Spooky never did. Not even once. Spooky also learned early on to wrap his front legs around us when we picked him up. Just like a real hug. He loved my husband and would hug him whenever he could.
Spooky was a very easy going cat. Spooky was never mean. Spooky was filled with love. Spooky was a good cat. A very good cat. And we shall miss him very, very much.




The Rainbow Bridge

There is a bridge connecting heaven and earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of it's 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. Those old and frail animals are young again. Those who have been maimed are whole again. They play all day with each other.
But there is only one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on earth. So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up. The nose twitches, the ears are up, the eyes are staring, and this one suddenly runs from the group. You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him or her into your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet.
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.


SPOOKY WILL BE DEARLY MISSED.
REST IN PEACE LOVER BOY.