They are missed more and more each day...

[Felix (Caroline)]

Poor lil babies  R I P 

[Stuart]

Stuart that made me cry and think of my funny little Sid

I'll Be Honest with you Puddypaws, since loosing Hamish, there has not been a day go by without a tear for Him
And I have not been as Strong since that day ither, I'm just a big softy now
Especially when reading All these lovely poem's that people have written about lost babes, It just rekindles the memories
of the Furry one's we've all lost along the way 

[Michelle (furbabystar)]

Poor poor Cats -

RIP at the Bridge where you will never have to suffer again !

[puddypaws]

Stuart that made me cry and think of my funny little Sid

[Mark]

I'm sorry for the babies  They deserved a lot better than that!!

[pappilon]

  Little ones.
 

[Yvonne]

Lovely story Cyndiana

Lovely poem Stuart

   Baby

[Stuart]

  Babes

I sat on your bed last night
I came to have a peep,
I could see that you were crying
and you found it hard to sleep,

I Purred to you softly
as you brushed away a tear,
its me’ I haven’t left you, I’m well
I’m fine, I’m here,

I was close to you at breakfast
I watched you pour your tea,
you were thinking of the many times
your hands reached out to me,

I walked with you towards the house
as you fumbled for your key,
I gently put my Paw on you
I smiled and said 'its me'

you looked so very tired
and sank into a chair,
I tried so hard to let you know
that I was standing there,

its possible for me to be
so near to you every day,
to say to you with certainty
I never went away,

you sat there very quietly then smiled
I think you knew,
in the stillness of the evening
I was very close to you,

now the day is over.....I Purr
and watch you yawning,
and say good night, god bless,
i'll see you in the morning,

and when the time is right for you
to cross the brief divide,
i'll rush across to greet you
and we'll stand side by side,

I have so many things to show you
there is so much for you to see,
be patient, live your journey out
then come home to be with me.

[Desley (booktigger)]

RIP little ones.

[Tiggy's Mum]

Cyndiana  Sadly most of us know exactly what you are going through, as Gail says one day we will be reunited - together forever and always   



Remember Our Love

I was chosen that day
I'm learning to fly
the world took me away,
but please don't you cry

And I chose you today
to try and be strong
so please don't you cry
and don't say that I'm gone

When you're feeling alone
just remember our love,
I'm up near the stars
looking down from above.

Remember our love
In a moment you'll see
that I'm still here beside you
when you're thinking of me.

[Cyndiana]

Oh, I do. ^^  Especially every time I hear "Baby I'm Yours" by Barbara Lewis.  I used to sing it to Baby Girl and she'd give me the dearest look of love and purr so hard. ^.^  Any song with the word "baby" in it, she loved. *LOL*

[Gail Bengal Slave]

We understand here,     

many of us here have lost babies and miss them dreadfully, it's get a tad easier in time, but there is always a scar. The best thing is, is that one day will be reunited.
Your babies are beautiful,and are playing safely with my boys Beau & Zak.

Keep their memories alive by thinking of them each day. xx

[ccmacey]

RIP little ones be free and together at RB

 

[Cyndiana]

I just read the "Rainbow Bridge" poem, and it reminded me of my three little angels I had just lost in the past year.


Onyx Salem Midnight Pantera (yes, those were all her names)


Baby Girl


Lil' Bit

The first two we lost within 2 weeks of each other.  Onyx became ill and died within 2 days.  Baby followed suit 2 weeks later.  Our finances were crushed at this time, so we couldn't afford a vet.  It was the hardest thing I've ever gone through.  She slipped away a little bit each day until she was finally gone.  She didn't want to leave me.  She was my little darling.  I could tell you a million stories about her.  Onyx was my brother's cat, but Baby was mine, from day one.

The only comfort in my loss of her is that a year before she passed, my brother and I lived in a small, 2 bedroom apartment and we couldn't let her outside.  She was miserable.  I promised her that we'd find a place to live where she'd be able to play outside again.  Chance intervened and my brother and I had to move back home with my dad, and once again my Baby could play in the grass and enjoy the sunshine.  I am so glad that she got to live out the last of her life that way.  She was so very, very happy.

Lil' Bit was my dad's cat, but I had spent half of my life growing up with her, so she was very special to me, as well.

We lost her similarly to the other two...she just got sick and in a couple days, she was gone.

I remember her, barely alive at the end of our hall.  I put her on a cushion in a closet with a small heater focused on her where she would be warm and comfortable and free from being disturbed by our other animals...moments later, she was gone.

I miss them all so terribly, and would give anything to kiss and hold them again.  I have other cats now, but I always feel a pang of guilt because out of habit I call my cat Patches my baby, and that was what I called, well, Baby...

Thank you for this board...I haven't fully been able to mourn my babies because people around me don't seem to understand.  They don't see how deeply the loss of a beloved pet can truly affect someone.