My beautiful, sweet, gentle, Martha, I miss you so. I remember so much about you – how I chose you to rescue because you were such an ugly kitten I was afraid no one would want you. After you had spent half an hour with me, you were beautiful in my eyes and you did grow into a beautiful cat.
I miss our ball games. Oh, how you loved them and how I loved it that you would always bring the ball back and drop it in my hand to throw again and again! I miss the way you could jump so high and do it so gracefully. You always had such a regal grace about you.
Remember when we had the house with the fields and trees all around us and the field mice came into the house in the fall? It was so hysterical that big macho cat,George, was afraid, and tiny, sweet, gentle Marha suddenly became the mighty hunter who dropped them at my feet while Georgie cowered behind my legs.
You could always make me smile and you always warmed my heart. I remember how scared I was after Georgie died and you quit eating. I was so afraid I’d lose you, too. I know you didn’t like it when I got Zoe, but you did start to eat so she wouldn’t get your food, so she saved you for me and I love her for that. Then I had to get Willie so Zoe would have a playmate so she’d leave you alone to get your rest. I know you were jealous, but you were still top cat, my sweet baby.
I miss you most at night when I go to bed. It’s still hard to get to sleep without you sleeping on my hip.
It breaks my heart that I wasn’t here when you died, but it is some comfort that you appeared to have gone peacefully in your sleep. I pray that that was the case.
It’s also a comfort to know that you’ve crossed that Rainbow bridge and you’re with Georgie now. The two of you loved each other so. I’ll see you both again, but until that time, you’ll live on in my heart until the three of
us are together again.
I love you, Martha.
Love,
| Martha |
| 7, Sep 2002 |
| Mary Sovine |