Katya Graymalkin, my cat and fellow blogger, wanted to write this post, but she was too sad. She’s sitting across the room, staring out of the window, while I write it.
Her first crush, Mr. Nikita, The Opinionated Pussycat, talked his Daddy into taking him to the vet for the trip to the Rainbow Bridge. In case you don’t know, the Rainbow Bridge is where pets go to play while they wait for their people to join them.
Mr. Nikita had been ill for some time, and both his Daddy Kiril and his protege (Elvira, Mistress of Felinity) knew the time was coming, but it was still difficult for them and for all his internet followers and friends to say goodbye.
Katya wants me to tell you:
Love your friends, no matter how many feet they have, and try not to be too sad if they go to the Rainbow Bridge. You’ll see them again when it’s your turn, and you’ll have them in your heart and “remembery” in the meantime. And you can share them with your other friends by telling stories about them, like Mom tells me about the fur friends who came before me.
She says she feels better, now that she said that.
Goodbye, dear Mr. Nikita. We’ll remember you.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Make a list of the fur friends you remember. Think of a story about each one that illustrates the most memorable thing about them.
MA and KG
Cathy Olliffe-Webster
October 29, 2013 at 2:15pmAwwww, so sorry to hear about Mr. Nikita. It’s never easy to say good-bye to a friend but it’s a little less hard thinking about that bridge. Hugs!
Marian Allen
October 29, 2013 at 3:56pmI know, Cathy! If I ever went to a place where any of my cats got along with any other cat, I’d know it was heaven. Or maybe the holodeck of the Star Ship Enterprise.
Jane
October 29, 2013 at 8:54amBless Mr. Nikita.
Thank youm Marianm for the Rainbow Bridge.