Leez
20-12-2006, 09:18
So Randolph, the vet has just called me and tells me that we lost you last night. I'm glad he was with you when you died at midnight, and I'm glad that you had morphine to take the pain away. Even though you annoyed the daylights out of me for two years, you brought fleas into my house, you wrecked our computer when you jumped up on the table and knocked over the vase, you bit me, you weeed on my suede doona, you pooed in the dining room, you spewed in the kitchen. I sit here in tears.
You were an undernourished stray, dumped by your mother in the wasteland across from work. I was only going to take you home, look after you for a couple of days, take you to the vet and make sure your health was ok, then find a home for you. I didn't want a cat, I don't particularly even like cats, I'm a dog person. So that was two years ago and somehow we never got to the finding you a good home part.
Now you're gone, and the verandah seems empty without you. Whose going to annoy me now when I sit out there having my morning coffee? Who am I going to yell at to get out of the way? Whose going to leave me a dead bird in the garden? Whose going to whinge at me incessantly at the door? I keep thinking I'm going to see you cruise past, and you're not there.
Randolph, somehow you skulked your way into my heart. I'm so sad your gone, but I'm also glad that whatever it was that was causing you so much pain has stopped. I'm glad your spirit is free. My hope for you is that in your next life, you come back as a champion racehorse, or a grizzly bear, or a lion. You've earnt it.
Rest in peace mate.
:gloomy: :gloomy: :gloomy:
You were an undernourished stray, dumped by your mother in the wasteland across from work. I was only going to take you home, look after you for a couple of days, take you to the vet and make sure your health was ok, then find a home for you. I didn't want a cat, I don't particularly even like cats, I'm a dog person. So that was two years ago and somehow we never got to the finding you a good home part.
Now you're gone, and the verandah seems empty without you. Whose going to annoy me now when I sit out there having my morning coffee? Who am I going to yell at to get out of the way? Whose going to leave me a dead bird in the garden? Whose going to whinge at me incessantly at the door? I keep thinking I'm going to see you cruise past, and you're not there.
Randolph, somehow you skulked your way into my heart. I'm so sad your gone, but I'm also glad that whatever it was that was causing you so much pain has stopped. I'm glad your spirit is free. My hope for you is that in your next life, you come back as a champion racehorse, or a grizzly bear, or a lion. You've earnt it.
Rest in peace mate.
:gloomy: :gloomy: :gloomy: