May 23, 2006
Cat Poem

They will not go quietly, the cats who've shared our lives. In subtle ways they let us know their spirit still survives.

Old habits still make us think we hear a meow at the door. Or step back when we drop a tasty morsel on the floor.

Our feet still go around the place the food dish used to be, And, sometimes, coming home at night, we miss them terribly.

And although time may bring new friends and a new food dish to fill, That one place in our hearts belongs to them. . . and always will.

- Linda Barnes

Posted by Ellen at May 23, 2006 07:24 PM

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That's beautiful Miss Ellen and all of it is true. He is still here with us.
Don't worry we will never ever forget how special he was and what he gave to you and me. Lots of love, head bumps and hugs to you Mr. Sipps.

Posted by: Amber on May 23, 2006 11:07 PM
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