Saturday, May 28, 2011

A Time for Mourning on my little urban homestead

There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven.
a time to be born and a time to die…
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance…
[God] has made everything beautiful in its time.
Ecclesiastes 3: 1, 2, 4, 11

Last night my little Angel sprouted her wings and flew away. She came into our family in 1997 as a young kitten when my daughter received her from a friend. After Laura went to college, she stayed with me as I moved on in my life. She has been a faithful furkid for the past 14 years. Remaining sassy to the very end, she had no trouble telling the other furkids who was boss. I have many sweet memories of her and know that she helped me through a very difficult time in my life. Her love was unwavering and she always seemed to know when I needed a hug. So it was last night as I sat and rocked her and held her in my arms as we had done many times before, that she let out a sigh and she was gone. Rest in peace my little one. You will be sorely missed.


  1. I'm so sorry to hear that your dear furkid has passed on. Rest in peace, Angel. I'm sure you will meet again.

  2. I've a furkid that surely must be a relation of Angel's. I will give him extra big hugs tonite and we'll light a candle for Angel. So sorry for your loss.