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| Timmy 05/89 - 2/14/05 |
| My little baby, my cat, Timmy, of 15 years, 9 months, recently passed away on Valentines day. He was my best friend. My heart is forever broken. |
| For the people who continually ask me how I'm doing, read poem below by WH Auden.......... |
| Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the piano and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let airplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead, Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my north, my south, my east, my west, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever.... I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood; For nothing now can ever come to any good. |
| Rest in peace, my baby, Tim. |