It is said that misery loves company – and that may be true —to a point.I for one do not wish to relive my many losses – it’s too painful and it’s masochistic.
Ginger has been gone for 11 years now.I understand your sorrow for losing her – she was your companion and muse for 16 years.You will always miss her but enough with the self-pity wallow. Time for a long-overdue reality check.
Have you honored her memory by adopting another feline or two ?Are there any successors to help heal the hole in your heart ?Would she not want you to give your love to another of her kind?Looking for a “Yes” here.Would she be happy if you were alone and hurting ?I think not.
Having had more than my share of wonderful fur kids I’ve had more than my share of losses. It doesn’t get easier – each loss is compounded by those before it.So I weep, mourn and hug the remaining cats closer.I do not choke on love that has no where to go.
Nothing is forever.Be grateful for the time that you’ve had together.Don’t weep because it’s over — smile because it happened.There are many, many worthy kitties who die every day for want of a home.Man Up and move on if you haven’t already.
Now I’ll empty my waste basket of all the tissues I’ve used while typing this.Eventually the throat lump will subside.
As of today I am canceling your strip from my Cartoon Queue – I can’t take it anymore. When I said I feel your pain I truly meant it.I can do without the morning weep-fests.
THE LAST BATTLEIf it should be that I grow frail and weakAnd pain should keep me from my sleep.Then will you do what must be done,For this -the last battle – can’t be won.You will be sad, I understand.But don’t let grief then stay you hand.For on this day, more than the rest,Your love and friendship must stand the test.We have had so many happy years,You wouldn’t want me to suffer so.When the time comes, please let me go.Take to where to my needs they’ll tend.Only stay with me until the endAnd hold me firm and speak to meUntil my eyes no longer see.I know in time you will agreeIt is a kindness you do to me.Although my tail its last has waved,From pain and suffering I have been saved.Don’t grieve that it must be you Who has to decide this thing to do;We’ve been so close— we two — these years,Don’t let your heart hold any tear.Unknown
katina.cooper almost 9 years ago
Don’t worry. She’ll always be there in your memory.
AliCom almost 9 years ago
And in your heart…
GramCat almost 9 years ago
It is said that misery loves company – and that may be true —to a point.I for one do not wish to relive my many losses – it’s too painful and it’s masochistic.
Ginger has been gone for 11 years now.I understand your sorrow for losing her – she was your companion and muse for 16 years.You will always miss her but enough with the self-pity wallow. Time for a long-overdue reality check.
Have you honored her memory by adopting another feline or two ?Are there any successors to help heal the hole in your heart ?Would she not want you to give your love to another of her kind?Looking for a “Yes” here.Would she be happy if you were alone and hurting ?I think not.
Having had more than my share of wonderful fur kids I’ve had more than my share of losses. It doesn’t get easier – each loss is compounded by those before it.So I weep, mourn and hug the remaining cats closer.I do not choke on love that has no where to go.
Nothing is forever.Be grateful for the time that you’ve had together.Don’t weep because it’s over — smile because it happened.There are many, many worthy kitties who die every day for want of a home.Man Up and move on if you haven’t already.
Now I’ll empty my waste basket of all the tissues I’ve used while typing this.Eventually the throat lump will subside.
As of today I am canceling your strip from my Cartoon Queue – I can’t take it anymore. When I said I feel your pain I truly meant it.I can do without the morning weep-fests.
mggreen almost 9 years ago
THE LAST BATTLEIf it should be that I grow frail and weakAnd pain should keep me from my sleep.Then will you do what must be done,For this -the last battle – can’t be won.You will be sad, I understand.But don’t let grief then stay you hand.For on this day, more than the rest,Your love and friendship must stand the test.We have had so many happy years,You wouldn’t want me to suffer so.When the time comes, please let me go.Take to where to my needs they’ll tend.Only stay with me until the endAnd hold me firm and speak to meUntil my eyes no longer see.I know in time you will agreeIt is a kindness you do to me.Although my tail its last has waved,From pain and suffering I have been saved.Don’t grieve that it must be you Who has to decide this thing to do;We’ve been so close— we two — these years,Don’t let your heart hold any tear.Unknown
Boston Jess almost 9 years ago
Um. You might be over reacting just a bit. These reruns are over 11 years old. I think he’s probably moved on….