01/20/2025
Rest now my sweet earth angel. Soon you will be on your way.
As I hold you I hear and feel the labored breaths.
The 15th year stole your sight and sound. But I know you see and hear me in your mind and feel my energy.
As you lie here on my chest and I comfort you, U think about the countless times you comforted me, without condition. How in the world can people discard a pet that has grown old and feeble because they donβt want to deal with it anymore?
Overnight it seemed as if your body just wouldnβt take you where you wanted to go anymore. Your old joints got sore. I carried you down the stairs as you stared blankly at the top, warmed your food, syringed water into your mouth.
Your big soft bed a few feet from the fireplace lulled you to sleep for hours and days.
Seemed like yesterday that God happened to put you right in the middle of my path that night when I was walking our dogs. His gift to me and my family.
You had no fear. Beautiful lioness. Desperate for food, love and a safe place to lay your head.
You were skinny, dirty and flea infested and insisted on coming home with me. The rest is history. ππ
We are all just visitors here (coincidentally a topic of conversation at church service todayππΌ), some visit longer or shorter than others-but I will never get used to these departures. A literal chunk of me goes with them. Anyone that has ever loved a pet knows exactly what I mean.
It almost canβt be described.
Itβs a supernatural, quiet love on the deepest level.
You were the sweetest cat I have ever owned and that says a lot when you consider how many. Never trouble, non-stop purring motor even as she slept.
Iβm sure that heaven has a soft bench waiting for you in the warm sun. π
You loved the sun. ππΊππͺ΄πΉ
Mango, my best girl.
You were perfect. ππ