AS LIFE ITSELF, THE OTHER SIDE
IS HOME TO THE VERY YOUNG
AND THE VERY OLD. THIS PAGE IS MADE IN REMEMBRANCE
OF THE MEMBERS OF OUR "FLUFFY FAMILY"
FAMILY WHO HAVE CROSSED THE BRIDGE.
You may find it strange so many of
my friends have passed away.
Please remember, most of these cats are strays and it has taken
months to gain thier trust. Some are already suffering from
a commucable diseases on their arrival, I fear, but they too
need love and a home.
light shine brightly for all the loved ones we have lost.
You trusted me today. YOU FINALLY TRUSTED ME. I betrayed you.
Totally and with forethought, I betrayed you.
The story starts in 1998. You came to my home looking for a handout.
What a handsome Man you were. You were plump with a very regal appearance
about you. A large head with greenish yellow eyes. You were mostly white,
but you had two large black spots, one over each eye. You were given an
American Indian name. Four Eyes.
You were always very patient. You always waited till others had eaten
before you ate. Thus began your stay here. At first you were not seen often. As
time went on, you left less often. You stayed on the porch until 5 p.m.. If you
had not eaten by then, it would be to late. You were gone. About six months
ago you were seen more often, except around 5 p.m.. Where you went will
always be a mystery.
About 3 weeks ago, your home was finally here. No more did you leave,
even at 5 p.m.. I could finally pet you. I did notice you had lost a lot of weight. No
longer did you have a beautiful coat. It was dull and dirty. You now even rubbed
A week ago I noticed you was sleeping on the mat outside the front door.
You would sit and watch us inside the house. I came a sat with you a few times.
You seemed to know you were really home and seemed to know I really did like
you. Last night I noticed your left cheek was so swollen. It was hard and appeared
to have some scratches on it. You had even pulled out some of your hair to try and
stop the pain of swelling. I got out a large pet carrier, brought out some of your
favorite cat food and placed it far back in the carrier. You finally trusted me and
walked into the carrier and ate all of your food. I thought “tomorrow I will take him
to the doctor”. Before I went to bed I sat with you quietly outside. We did not speak,
but you seemed to enjoy the company.
This morning you trusted me and went into the carrier. I shut the door.
Sir, you never said a word. Apparently the abscess was so large and painful,
you broke it open during the night. Your left cheek, no longer swollen, was now
pink from the draining abscess and blood. I took you to the vet. It was suggested
you be checked for aids and leukemia. As I waited you never said a word. The only
time you spoke was when you were being held down to have the blood drawn. The
results were horrible. You have aids and leukemia and the horrible abscess
that could turn into a systemic infection. The abscess would take a long time to
heal due to your compromised immune system. This will have only one end. A slow
death. You were put back in your cage. You looked at me with questioning eyes. I
signed your death sentence. I left, never to see you again. You are now over the
Rainbow Bridge. Please Sir, when I come over the Bridge, do not feel badly toward
me. What I did was because I loved you. Aids and leukemia is a slow and painful
death. I wanted to spare you the suffering and the pain. I also knew you would
never again trust me and you would have required many vet visits. I am so sorry Sir.
I will never forget the fact that you finally “ TRUSTED ME”.
Please Forgive me Sir. I will miss you.
Your Friend, Gloria
Age unknown - April 3, 2000
APRIL 1997 - MARCH 2000
The music world and the residents of Tigers neighborhood and his
family are saddened this day at his tragic death. His people family
had gone on a short errand. Upon their return Tiger was found laying
next to his driveway. He had been placed there by concerned a
neighbor. It seems he had been hit by a car.
Tiger would have turned three years old this spring and was in the
very prime of his life. He is survived by his brother Violet and Whiskers.
The whereabouts of his feline parents is unknown. His adopted Mother
will miss him very much. Every evening Tiger wanted to come inside and visit.
He did not stay long. Then he wanted to return to HIS front yard. He slept
in a pile of leaves near a large oak tree. Though Tiger was deaf, he lead a
full life. He never heard the car that hit him. I am sorry there are those who
care so little for life.
Tiger was buried in the back yard. The other cats who attended the burial
were very quiet and seemed to know what had happened.
Sadly Missed this day. March 17, 2000
My sweet little Tiger, now you can hear all the wonderful
sounds you have missed. Listen, for one day
I will call for you and we will meet again.
Kalu is the Gujarat (INDIA) word for black.
Kalu came to live with me about 6 years ago. He has never been
a very friendly fellow. After a brief stay, he took his trip to the vet.
He returned a little less of a man. His life here has been rather
uneventful. After a recent visit to the doctor, he was found to have
FIV (feline aids).
UPDATE- JULY, 1998
Kalu spent three days with the vet on iv's as he would not eat or drink. After returning
home, he did eat for a day or so- but then he would not eat again. It was a very very hard thing to do, but I took him back to the vet. Kalu now resides on the other side of
Rainbow Bridge. He leaves behind all of his friends at our home and an adopted
brother, Izzey in Florida. Kalu and Izzey were, of all things, great internet friends.
I wish I had learned, when a wild kitten gets to tame, they must
be sick. LITTLE PATCHES wandered away with her Mother .She was
found the next day. She had a proper burial.
Where abouts is unknown.
She left shortly after she learned
her children would have a good home.
MAMA" and little "KARUPPU"
Karuppu is a Tamil (south INDIA) work for black.
? - April 13, 1998 Easter Eve
MY POEM FOR DEAR CALICO
Princess was found outside a hardware store. She smelled like fish.
thought she came from a fishing village near by. Princess lived with us on
Dauphin Island and also made the move to the city. We think she was 19 when she
passed away. Everyday when I returned from work she would get up and come
to great me. I miss her.
MADE IN THE USA
up dated June 18, 2001