"Gulliver" December 1990 ----- October 4 1999
Cat
Dear Gulliver,
The house is so quiet.
The other cats are a bit lost.
We're all looking for our "Big Guy".
I miss you so much.
I miss your outgoing personality.
You were no shrinking violet.
No cat now jumps on my bed in the morning
demanding his pets and his morning cantaloupe.
No kitty comes in to report
on the state of things in his kingdom.
No kitty opens (loudly) the cupboard and closet doors
or insists on getting the attention
such a regal looking
cat deserves.
You were my big (18.5 lbs) beautiful boy
and I used to tell people
your sole job in life was to be pretty.
Now you have a new job - to take care
of Geebers Willy Claudia Dick and myself.
I always told you when we left
that you were in charge and needed to guard the house.
I need you to do that more than ever.
How I long to hold your again and stroke your long soft fur.
How I wish I could have done something
to save you but you were
so sick and were losing your dignity.
I promised you the night before that
I wouldn't let you suffer anymore
that it was time and you could give up.
I was privileged to be with you in your last moments.
Dick and I were both there
and I draw some comfort in knowing
that the last thing you felt was
our touch
and the last thing you heard was my voice telling
we loved you
and that it was time to go to sleep.
I miss you Big Guy and I always will.
Much love,
Mary
| Gulliver |
| Mary |