Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Months and Years Fly; Moments and Hours Drag

Hello, all.  No, I haven't forgotten any of you nor this missive to you.  

So much has been happening here the last couple months that I've been constantly busy, rushing (if not physically at least mentally), and not keeping up with the normal chores and wishes at all.  I won't even attempt to tell you all that's been going on.  I will, however, tell you the latest; and it's one that's so difficult to accept and ease....

Our darling Evie died of liver failure last Thursday.  She apparently was failing for at least days, but we didn't realize anything was amiss more than would be expected with the sudden hotter temperatures, visitors coming and going frequently and her hiding from them, etc.  By the time I realized she was sick (Thursday morning), it was already too late.  

She was most extraordinary -- rather a mixture of cat and dog, being amazingly verbal and playing and responding to us more as a dog usually does than a cat.  We miss her terribly.

Here's a little story my sister sent me last year when I thought Callie had died. It's a sweet story, and whether it's how things are or not doesn't matter.  It's a comforting thought and I see no reason why not to believe it.


When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Heaven's Hillside.  There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.  There is plenty of food, water and sunshine; and our friends are warm and comfortable.  All the animals that had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.

The animals are happy and content except for one small thing -- they each miss someone very special to them who had to be left behind.  They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance.  Her bright eyes are intent.  Her eager body quivers.  Suddenly she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, her legs carrying her faster and faster.  You have been spotted; and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.

The happy nuzzles rain upon your face, your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the loving eyes of your pet so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.  Then you cross Heaven's gates together.....


I choose to believe that Evie is waiting for me and Bobby along with so many other loved ones.  

The Knitwit

Note: My current extra prayer/support list is:
- Lovlee 
- Kathie (as ever)
- Gloria
- Gypsy Froggie