Baby

1988 - 2005
LocationWest-midlands
Age17 years
Date of Birth20/05/1988
Date of Death25/08/2005
Visitors1,317 since 03/06/2009
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my beautiful cat,..baby!...i had my precious cat for 17yrs,..she was so beautiful..pure white with sea blue eyes,..she was so gentle and very loyal..followed me around everywhere..when she was a baby we used to put her at the bottem of our bed!..when she was having kittens of her own we prepared a birthing place in our flat for her,..it was about 4.30 in the morning,..she came and woke me up with her meowing,..i got up to let her out thinking thats what she wanted,..but she stood by the back door and wouldn,t go out,..so i went back to bed,..only 5 mins later she started meowing again,..instead of going to the back door this time she went to the birthing place i had prepared for her,..so i knew she was about to have her kittens,..i went to put the kettle on..and she followed me,..don,t think she wanted to leave my side,..bless her,..so i stayed with her until her last kitten came out,..she even let me help her little kitten that seemed to be struggling,..thats how close we were,..when she had her beautiful kittens,..we left them in there birthing place,..and went shopping i shut the door to her birthing place,..with the hatch door on the wall open leading to the hall & bedroom,..we came back home,..and all the kittens had disappeared..i was frantic..thought someone had come in and taken them,..i looked everywhere,..then all of a sudden i heard little miows,..went into my bedroom,..and all her kittens were at the bottom of my bed where we used to let her sleep as a baby,..she had taken one kitten at a time,..jumped up onto the hatch..went down the hall,..into my bedroom,..and placed all her kittens at the bottom of my bed!!!she never forgot where we used to let her sleep ..he,he,..true story!..when we placed all her kittens with good homes,..she cryed miowing for days,..really upset me,..but we could not finantialy afford to look after 4 kittens plus our cat-baby!..after 17yrs we couldn,t ask anymore form her,..she was an old lady in cat years,..she went off her food..and we took her to the vet,..and was told she had cancer,..and the vet reckcond she wouldn,t survive the next week; so we had to make the decision of having her put to sleep there & then,..it was the hardest thing i,ve ever had to do in my life!..when they gave her the needle she died a few minutes later in my arms; i will never 4get you..we will always remember you..as our beautiful cat-baby...mommy lisa & daddy anwar..xxx..i miss you

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Love is an eternal light.
Infinite.
The thread that binds every beautiful memory
and amazing moment...ღ♥ღ

~ Toni Carmine Salerno

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All finite things reveal infinitude:
The mountain with its singular bright shade
Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow,
The after-light upon ice-burdened pines;
Odor of basswood upon a mountain slope,
A scene beloved of bees;
Silence of water above a sunken tree:
The pure serene of memory of one man,--
A ripple widening from a single stone
Winding around the waters of the world…ღ♥ღ

~ Theodore Roethke

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Mel Xxxxx

4 weeks ago

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Yea, I am one with all I see,
With wind and wave, with pine and palm;
Their very elements in me
Are fused to make me what I am.
Through me their common life-stream flows,
And when I yield this human breath,
In leaf and blossom, bud and rose,
Live on I will...
There is no Death.

~ Robert Service

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✶ The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls ✶

The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveler hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
The day returns, but nevermore
Returns the traveler to the shore.
And the tide rises, the tide falls

~ Henry W. Longfellow

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Mel Xxxxx

December 1, 2011

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...Let the world know, if there was ever love:
Mine for you...♥

(~Peter Winstanley~)

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A CROWN OF SORROW

A SORROW, wet with early tears
Yet bitter, had been long with me;
I wearied of this weight of years,
And would be free.
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I tore my Sorrow from my heart,
I cast it far away in scorn;
Right joyful that we two could part—
Yet most forlorn.
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I sought, (to take my Sorrow's place,)
Over the world for flower or gem—
But she had had an ancient grace
Unknown to them.
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I took once more with strange delight
My slighted Sorrow; proudly now,
I wear it, set with stars of light,
Upon my brow.

(~Adelaide Anne Procter~)

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Mel Xxxxx

October 13, 2011

~ In Memoriam ~
Leo: A Yellow Cat

If to your twilight land of dream-
Persephone, Persephone,
Drifting with all your shadow host-
Dim sunlight comes, with sudden gleam
And you lift veiled eyes to see
Slip past a little golden ghost,
That wakes a sense of springing flowers,
Of nesting birds, of lambs reborn,
Of spring astir in quickening hours,
And young blades of Demeter's corn;
For joy of that sweet glimpse of sun,
Oh, Goddess of unnumbered dead,
Give one soft touch-if only one-
To that uplifted, pleading head!
Whisper some kindly word, to bless
A wistful soul who understands
That life is but one long caress
Of gentle words and gentle hands.

~ Margaret Pollock Sherwood ~

Mel Xxxxx

September 20, 2011

❦ After Great Pain, a Formal Feeling Comes ❦

After great pain, a formal feeling comes—
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs—
The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,
And Yesterday, or Centuries before?
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The Feet, mechanical, go round—
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought—
A Wooden way
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone—
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This is the Hour of Lead—
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow—
First—Chill—then Stupor—then the letting go—

(Emily Dickinson)

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Mel Xxxxx

September 18, 2011

For Baby. xxx

♥ REMEMBERING YOU ON YOUR ANGEL DAY ♥

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♥ I Miss You ♥

Another year without you
Tears flow – within this broken heart of mine
I am never complete
A shadow of my former self
You went to the Garden of Paradise this day, that year
I should be happy for you, but I wish you were here so much
And all I can do is cry.

♥ Written by Melanie Doe 10/09/10 ♥

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Mel Xxxxx

August 25, 2011

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♥ Secret Places ♥

The grass is soft
and the pond is cool
Around grow the flowers
and the tiny toadstools.

The trees, they glisten
with leaves of pure gold
A tiny little wild spot
that is ever so old.

A hidden place from our sight
A place of natural beauty
and serene delight.
So tiny is this,
we can hardly see
All over the earth
there are millions of these.

Overlooked by us,
as a puddle, not a pond
Never do we see it
as anything beyond.
So it is fitting
that these places glisten with pure gold
For to us, we cannot see
these tiny little strongholds.

Yes, you may see
a few toadstools growing in the shade,
And you may see the puddles
that in your mind
only the rain has made.
You may see the flowers
and the soft grass,
Appearing to you
as a mushy moldy mass.

Yes…
these are the secret places of the Fae
A place where they can
safely stowaway!!

~ SparrowHawk ~ ’99

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Mel Xxxxx

August 5, 2011

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❊ The Comforters ❊

When I crept over the hill, broken with tears,
When I crouched down on the grass, dumb in despair,
I heard the soft croon of the wind bend to my ears,
I felt the light kiss of the wind touching my hair.
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When I stood lone on the height, my sorrow did speak,
As I went down the hill, I cried and I cried,
The soft little hands of the rain stroking my cheek,
The kind little feet of the rain ran by my side.
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When I went to thy grave, broken with tears,
When I crouched down in the grass, dumb in despair,
I heard the soft croon of the wind soft in my ears,
I felt the kind lips of the wind touching my hair.
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When I stood lone by thy cross, sorrow did speak,
When I went down the long hill, I cried and I cried,
The soft little hands of the rain stroked my pale cheek,
The kind little feet of the rain ran by my side.

~ Dora Sigerson Shorter ~

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Mel Xxxxx

July 23, 2011

♥ Waiting For Wilbur ♥

You run green fields and chase the clouds.
No boundaries. No sorrow. No pain.
Although I want to be with you, it is here where I remain.
Our memories are comfort now.
So treasured. So welcomed. So strong.
Although you are in another place, it is here where I belong.
One day, I know, I’ll cross the bridge.
Over stars. Beyond clouds. By the sea.
But until I travel to rainbows end, by the shore, Wilbur waits for me.

By Carole McCoy, 2010

Mel Xxxxx

July 10, 2011

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“Pass in, pass in,” the angels say,
“In to the upper doors,
Nor count compartments of the floors,
But mount to paradise
By the stairway of surprise.”

- Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Mel Xxxxx

June 29, 2011
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