Saturday, November 15, 2008

Silver Remembered

A friend of ours(Chriss & I) lost his cat of 20 yrs about a month ago.Jerry and his partner Mel were in pretty bad shape as I was informed by one of his co-workers(Yvonne).He had to miss work and its a horrible thing.I know because as most know we lost 5 in 3 days Oct 2007 and lost our Princess June 2008.I was in the store few times asking if Jerry was working or how he was and Yvonne said he seemed to be getting a bit better as time went on.Then 1 day we asked on our way out of store and she told me he had gotten a tattoo of Silver his cat.So for weeks we didnt see him working and so I couldnt see his tattoo!!FINALLY today we went in for our weekly stocking -up at Walmart and he was working so I told him I wanted to see it on my way out lol.Finally checked out and Jerry and I went into backroom so he could take his shirt off lol and not get caught or in trouble for disrobing at work!!And he gave me pic of Silver he has on key chain and then his tattoo,,I honest to god have to say its the most beautiful tattoo I have seen I am still stunned at the acurracy of the pic ,,its about 8x12 maybe and bold letters spelling Silver in scroll kinda I guess, and the most moving memorial I have seen.We got to know Jerry from our weekly walmart run and 1 day a bunch were joking and Jerry said he gets blue balls all the time lol and from that day on I have called him Smurf and to the ones that weret there that day they have no clue what im talking about when I walked in and said " hi Smurf" and a few weeks ago I walked in and saw he was talking to a man ( a very well dressed man in suit,tie the whole expensive thingy lol).So I figured was a walmart rep from home office and I said "hi Jerry" just to be safe ,didnt want head office giving him shit if it was a big wig wondering what the hell goes on in the store lol.Jerry turned to me and said "why you calling me Jerry and not Smurf" ?? and started laughing so I said "hi Smurf" and laughed walking to get our crap.So now its Smurf no matter whos there lol.My piont is that well cared for animals can live longer then we ever think possible and Jerry and Mel took great care of Silver and though it hurts to lose anyone or anything I can safely say they did a great job with keeping Silver healthy and alive and so let me say to Jerry & Mel "you guys are the perfect example of what good care and love can accomplish I am so sorry about the hurt but I can honestly say it gets easier,,you never forget but it gets easier each day and please adopt another one because there arent enough people like you 2 in the world to look after and raise a healthy,happy ,loved cat and we need more of you guys!!Whisper

What Pets Write In Their Diary

Excerpts from a Dog's Diary...... Dog food! My favorite thing! - A car ride! My favorite thing!9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing! 3:00 pm- Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!5:00 pm - Milk Bones! My favorite thing!7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!9:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary...
Day 983 of my captivity...My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bastards.There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now ...

Scary thing is I can see Frank sitting at my computer after we all have gone to bed planning his attack for the next day lol,,Aimee'