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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 10:59 AM
Sad day around here as the family cat passed away this morning. He had a very long life for a feline. I shed a few tears, but am ok knowing that we gave Newt a long and loving life and he returned that with unconditional love.

My 72 year old mother on the other hand, is taking it very hard. Newt was closest to her and was her steady companion for the last 18 1/2 years.

He took a turn for the worse about two days ago, stoped eating, and then just started shutting down fast. He did not suffer and died peacefully. Three years ago we put down my last dog Deidre so now there are no pets in this house for the first time since my family moved here in 1972. It's gonna feel strange for a little while. Thanks for letting me rant.

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 11:15 AM
So sorry for you loss. Its so tough losing a pet.

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 11:21 AM
Sorry to hear about that.

It is amazing the kind of companionship we get from pets and how hard it is when they are gone.

Sounds like you have many many years of happy memories and the spirit of Newt will remain with you.

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 11:22 AM
Sorry to read this, Pete.

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 11:23 AM

Sorry for the lose of Newt my friend. 18 1/2 years is a long time.

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 11:27 AM
Sorry to hear about Newt, Pete. Wow! 18 1/2 years!!! Thinking of Newt's people, especially your mom, and hoping you all find comfort in knowing he lived a good, long life and was loved in the same unconditional way he gave love. I know how much it means to me to have Lola waiting to greet me when I arrive home after work ... animal friends are a true blessing.

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 11:30 AM
Sorry to hear about Newt. Comfort vibes to you

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 11:37 AM
I am SO sorry to hear about your kitty. Its So hard losing a pet, just like a member of the family.........
Hug eachother and knowwe are thinking about you!!

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 12:00 PM
I'm sorry about Newt Pete. I know what you and your mom are going through. It is very tough. Hang in there man.

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 12:01 PM
Sorry to hear this.
Bummer

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 12:35 PM
So sorry to hear about your cat Newt sixty8! It's tough time, especially with the loss of a Family member or Pet! Our last pet Brandi,which was a Solid White Boxer passed away allmost 6 years ago. I still feel a little upset about it at times! She was a great Watchdog! Every night when everyone was in bed, She'd sleep outside everyone's door!
 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 12:38 PM
Sorry for yours and your families loss. Have 2 cats in our family and they are family

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 12:44 PM
Sorry for the loss. Our family is bracing for a loss too. Our cat, Holly is 18 years old. She's deaf now and has been drinking lots of water and missing her box. Vet said she's not suffering just getting old. When she's not sleeping she's chasing her tail or looking to get her butt scratched. Cats are family.

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 12:45 PM
Hey Pete. Condolences on the passing of Newt.

You may remember I had to put down my 18 year old Casper in December. I buried him in his favorite spot in the front yard. I just finally got his little marker made. Nothing fancy, but so far, everyone (in my family) says they like it. I'll have to snap a pic for ya. Casper was a good old cat, as I am sure Newt was.

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 12:53 PM
Aww, Pete, I'm sorry...

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 12:58 PM
Sorry to hear about Newt, all pet owner's know how your feeling. My sympathy's

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 02:15 PM
The Man was very sad. He knew that the Cat's days were numbered. The doctor had said there wasn't anything more that could be done, that he should take the Cat home and make him as comfortable as possible.

The man stroked the Cat on his lap and sighed. The Cat opened his eyes, purred and looked up at the Man. A tear rolled down the Man's cheek and landed on the Cat's forehead. The Cat gave him a slightly annoyed look.

"Why do you cry, Man?" the Cat asked. "Because you can't bear the thought of losing me? Because you think you can never replace me?"

The Man nodded "yes."

"And where do you think I'll be when I leave you?" the Cat asked.

The Man shrugged helplessly.

"Close your eyes, Man," the Cat said. The Man gave him a questioning look, but did as he was told.

"What color are my eyes and fur?" the Cat asked.

"Your eyes are gold and your fur is a rich, warm brown," the Man replied.

"And where is my fur the darkest?" the Cat asked.

"It is darkest along your back, your tail, your legs, nose and ears," the Man said.

"And where is it that you most often see me?" asked the Cat.

"I see you... on the kitchen windowsill watching the birds... on my favorite chair... on my desk lying on the papers I need... on the pillow next to my head at night."

The Cat nodded.

"Can you see me in all of those places now, even though your eyes are shut?" the Cat asked.

"Yes, of course. I've seen you there for years," the Man said.

"Then, whenever you wish to see me, all you must do is close your eyes," said the Cat.

"But you won't really be here," the Man said sadly.

"Oh, really?" said the Cat. "Pick up that piece of string from the floor - there, my 'toy.'"

The Man opened his eyes, then reached over and picked up the string. It was about two feet long and the Cat had been able to entertain himself for hours with it.

"What is it made of?" the Cat asked.

"It appears to be made of cotton," the Man said.

"Which comes from a plant?" the Cat asked.

"Yes," said the Man.

"From just one plant, or from many?"

"From many cotton plants," the Man answered.

"And in the same soil from which grow the cotton plants, it would be possible that other plants and flowers would grow? A rose could grow alongside of the cotton, yes?" asked the Cat.

"Yes, I'm sure it would be possible," the Man said.

"And all of the plants would feed from the same soil and drink the same rain, would they not?" the Cat asked.

"Yes, they would," said the Man.

"Then all of the plants, rose and cotton, would be very similar on the inside, even if they appeared outwardly very different," said the Cat.

The Man nodded his head in agreement, but didn't see what that had to do with the present situation.

"Now, that piece of string," said the Cat, "is that the only piece of string ever made of cotton?"

"No, of course it isn't," said the Man, "it was part of a ball of twine."

"And do you know where all of the other pieces of string are now, and all of the balls of twine?" asked the Cat.

"No, I don't... that would be impossible," said the Man.

"But even though you do not know where they are, you believe they exist. And even though some of the string is with you, and other pieces of string are elsewhere... even though some pieces of string are short and others are long, and even though your ball of twine is not the only one in the world... you would agree that all the string is related?" the Cat asked.

"I've never thought about it, but yes, I guess they would be related," the Man said.

"What would happen if a piece of cotton string fell onto the ground?" the Cat asked.

"Well... it would eventually be covered up and decompose into the soil," the Man said.

"I see," said the Cat. "Then perhaps more cotton would grow above it, or a rose."

"Yes, it would be possible," the Man agreed.

"Then the rose growing on your windowsill might be related to the string you are holding as well as to all the pieces of string you do not know about," said the Cat.

The Man knit his brow in thought.

"Now take each end of the string in one hand," the Cat ordered.

The Man did so.

"The end in your left hand is my birth and the end in your right hand is my death. Now bring the two ends together," the Cat said.

The Man complied.

"You have made a continuous circle," said the cat. "Does any point along the string appear to be different, worse or better than any other part of the string?"

The Man inspected the string and then shook his head "no."

"Does the space inside the circle appear to be different from the space outside of the circle?" the Cat asked.

Again the Man shook his head "no," but he still wasn't sure he understood the Cat's meaning.

"Close your eyes again," the Cat said. "Now lick your hand."

The Man widened his eyes in surprise.

"Just do it," the Cat said. "Lick your hand, think of me in all my familiar places, think about all the pieces of string, think about the cotton and the rose, think about how the inside of the circle is not different from the outside of the circle."

The Man felt foolish, licking his hand, but he did as he was told. He discovered what a cat must know, that licking a paw is very calming and allows one to think more clearly. He continued licking and the corners of his mouth turned upward into the first smile he had shown in days. He waited for the Cat to tell him to stop, and when he didn't he opened his eyes. The Cat's eyes were closed. The Man stroked the warm, brown fur, but the Cat was gone.

The Man shut his eyes hard as the tears poured down his face. He saw the Cat on the windowsill, then in his bed, then lying across his important papers. He saw him on the pillow next to his head, saw his bright gold eyes and darkest brown on his nose and ears. He opened his eyes and through his tears looked over at the rose growing in a pot on the windowsill and then to the circle of string he still held clutched in his hand.

One day, not long after, there was a new Cat on his lap. She was a lovely calico and white... very different from his earlier beloved Cat and very much the same.

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 02:21 PM
That's beautiful, Ayla.

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 02:31 PM
So sorry you lost your kitty. But 18 years is quite a long run.

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 03:36 PM
So Sorry...

Pets are so cool....

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 03:44 PM
So sorry to hear about your loss. I love my dog and have lost a several pets over the years. It's so hard ...sending love and prayers your way.

 

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The Man was very sad. He knew that the Cat's days were numbered. The doctor had said there wasn't anything more that could be done, that he should take the Cat home and make him as comfortable as possible.

The man stroked the Cat on his lap and sighed. The Cat opened his eyes, purred and looked up at the Man. A tear rolled down the Man's cheek and landed on the Cat's forehead. The Cat gave him a slightly annoyed look.

"Why do you cry, Man?" the Cat asked. "Because you can't bear the thought of losing me? Because you think you can never replace me?"

The Man nodded "yes."

"And where do you think I'll be when I leave you?" the Cat asked.

The Man shrugged helplessly.

"Close your eyes, Man," the Cat said. The Man gave him a questioning look, but did as he was told.

"What color are my eyes and fur?" the Cat asked.

"Your eyes are gold and your fur is a rich, warm brown," the Man replied.

"And where is my fur the darkest?" the Cat asked.

"It is darkest along your back, your tail, your legs, nose and ears," the Man said.

"And where is it that you most often see me?" asked the Cat.

"I see you... on the kitchen windowsill watching the birds... on my favorite chair... on my desk lying on the papers I need... on the pillow next to my head at night."

The Cat nodded.

"Can you see me in all of those places now, even though your eyes are shut?" the Cat asked.

"Yes, of course. I've seen you there for years," the Man said.

"Then, whenever you wish to see me, all you must do is close your eyes," said the Cat.

"But you won't really be here," the Man said sadly.

"Oh, really?" said the Cat. "Pick up that piece of string from the floor - there, my 'toy.'"

The Man opened his eyes, then reached over and picked up the string. It was about two feet long and the Cat had been able to entertain himself for hours with it.

"What is it made of?" the Cat asked.

"It appears to be made of cotton," the Man said.

"Which comes from a plant?" the Cat asked.

"Yes," said the Man.

"From just one plant, or from many?"

"From many cotton plants," the Man answered.

"And in the same soil from which grow the cotton plants, it would be possible that other plants and flowers would grow? A rose could grow alongside of the cotton, yes?" asked the Cat.

"Yes, I'm sure it would be possible," the Man said.

"And all of the plants would feed from the same soil and drink the same rain, would they not?" the Cat asked.

"Yes, they would," said the Man.

"Then all of the plants, rose and cotton, would be very similar on the inside, even if they appeared outwardly very different," said the Cat.

The Man nodded his head in agreement, but didn't see what that had to do with the present situation.

"Now, that piece of string," said the Cat, "is that the only piece of string ever made of cotton?"

"No, of course it isn't," said the Man, "it was part of a ball of twine."

"And do you know where all of the other pieces of string are now, and all of the balls of twine?" asked the Cat.

"No, I don't... that would be impossible," said the Man.

"But even though you do not know where they are, you believe they exist. And even though some of the string is with you, and other pieces of string are elsewhere... even though some pieces of string are short and others are long, and even though your ball of twine is not the only one in the world... you would agree that all the string is related?" the Cat asked.

"I've never thought about it, but yes, I guess they would be related," the Man said.

"What would happen if a piece of cotton string fell onto the ground?" the Cat asked.

"Well... it would eventually be covered up and decompose into the soil," the Man said.

"I see," said the Cat. "Then perhaps more cotton would grow above it, or a rose."

"Yes, it would be possible," the Man agreed.

"Then the rose growing on your windowsill might be related to the string you are holding as well as to all the pieces of string you do not know about," said the Cat.

The Man knit his brow in thought.

"Now take each end of the string in one hand," the Cat ordered.

The Man did so.

"The end in your left hand is my birth and the end in your right hand is my death. Now bring the two ends together," the Cat said.

The Man complied.

"You have made a continuous circle," said the cat. "Does any point along the string appear to be different, worse or better than any other part of the string?"

The Man inspected the string and then shook his head "no."

"Does the space inside the circle appear to be different from the space outside of the circle?" the Cat asked.

Again the Man shook his head "no," but he still wasn't sure he understood the Cat's meaning.

"Close your eyes again," the Cat said. "Now lick your hand."

The Man widened his eyes in surprise.

"Just do it," the Cat said. "Lick your hand, think of me in all my familiar places, think about all the pieces of string, think about the cotton and the rose, think about how the inside of the circle is not different from the outside of the circle."

The Man felt foolish, licking his hand, but he did as he was told. He discovered what a cat must know, that licking a paw is very calming and allows one to think more clearly. He continued licking and the corners of his mouth turned upward into the first smile he had shown in days. He waited for the Cat to tell him to stop, and when he didn't he opened his eyes. The Cat's eyes were closed. The Man stroked the warm, brown fur, but the Cat was gone.

The Man shut his eyes hard as the tears poured down his face. He saw the Cat on the windowsill, then in his bed, then lying across his important papers. He saw him on the pillow next to his head, saw his bright gold eyes and darkest brown on his nose and ears. He opened his eyes and through his tears looked over at the rose growing in a pot on the windowsill and then to the circle of string he still held clutched in his hand.

One day, not long after, there was a new Cat on his lap. She was a lovely calico and white... very different from his earlier beloved Cat and very much the same.






Holy crap Ayla!!! I didn't even think I would get broke up over this and I shed a few tears this morning, but I was bawling my eyes out while reading that beautiful post. Wasn't sure I could even get through it I was blubbering so much. Thank you so much!!! I'm gonna print that up and give a copy to my mom.





[Edited on 9/9/2008 by sixty8]

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 04:19 PM
Thank you everyone for all of your kind words. It's nice to have a place to come to where people always have your back and know just the right things to say to make you feel better. You guys and gals are all great peeps!!! Thanks again!

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 04:30 PM
get your 72 year old Mom another cat from a shelter. I would be good for the both of them.


God Bless you and surround with his Love during your mourning of a family member.

and thanks for giving your love to Newt.

 

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  posted on 9/9/2008 at 06:25 PM
Ayla. That story was beautiful. It brought tears to my eyes...

 

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