I saw this on a friend’s FB page and thought it was a neat idea-
I thought, I’ll start it in the AM. If I wait till Jan, I’ll forget.
Who knew the start would be an ending…
In this case the beginning starts with an end. Today, Winnie left this earth and hopefully is earning her kitty wings and off to spend eternity up in Heaven with John.
Why are the right decisions so hard sometimes?
Winnie was one of my four personal pets I had before I met John. I lost Squall in July at the age of 23. Winnie was 14 or 15. My parents have Lindy who is a year or two older than Winnie. Tiny is the only one still left with me, she is 15. All I can say is T better stick around and be healthy for quite a few more years… I don’t know how much I can take.
Winnie came into my life in 1997 as a 1 1/2 or 2 year old cat. She enriched my life for many years, but she picked John to be HER person. The two were such a joy to watch. She LOVED him and he LOVED her. I take consolation knowing that they are together again.
Winnie’s is the first grave I’ve dug for any of our pets. She’s buried by the tree in the front along with Kit Kat and Toby (aka Stray Grey).
Thank you to Kari for watching kiddo while I did what I had to do and then let me hang out for a few hours. Thank you to Dr. Charles Foster, Highgrove Veterinary Hospital for being so kind and understanding. A few weeks ago he did what he could to give her a fighting chance and he gave me the gift of a few more weeks with my precious Winnie. He’s truly one of the “good vets.”
Till we meet again… Love you Winnie & John…