My girl is watching me and is concerned, I have been crying on and off for a couple of hours. She doesn't understand...Mommy is sad, but so is Auntie. Auntie is crying..her little fur girl is dying and my sister is desperately trying to keep her alive so that Stella the Calico Cat can say goodbye to her mom who won't be home from Europe for a few more days.
Why do our pets own our hearts? They just do. It doesn't matter if they are a Mastiff or a Calico Cat...they own our hearts. Their soulful faces tell us that we matter, that they need us, and that we should stay close and help them...hold them and love them across the divide. Faithful creatures without whom our lives would be much darker, much more lonely, much more empty.
Our lives are blessed by them...I hope we are worthy of their love.
Forgive me friends, when Stella the Calico Cat leaves my sister's arms, I will send a Howl to Heaven...She Is Worthy...may she have a Mastiff Honour Guard to show her the way.
Why do our pets own our hearts? They just do. It doesn't matter if they are a Mastiff or a Calico Cat...they own our hearts. Their soulful faces tell us that we matter, that they need us, and that we should stay close and help them...hold them and love them across the divide. Faithful creatures without whom our lives would be much darker, much more lonely, much more empty.
Our lives are blessed by them...I hope we are worthy of their love.
Forgive me friends, when Stella the Calico Cat leaves my sister's arms, I will send a Howl to Heaven...She Is Worthy...may she have a Mastiff Honour Guard to show her the way.