My dears, Diane and Jeff

We have followed the progress of Mr Fluffy every day since he started his last crisis. All that day that he was in the Centre having his operation we were both saying prayers that he'd come through.

We were so shocked, your first mail to say he was no longer with us, then the account of why. When Charlie read the full account he was speechless with anger, he said it wasn't malpractice but Gross Malpractice.

I can't tell you how many times I have sat here trying to write to you and couldn't for tears. I thought of that little guy so brave and so determined to stay with you both....he really tried.

So did you both try with him. Your fight to save Fluffy illuminates your dedication and love for those lost little ones that you care for. What better memorial to the little fellow than to keep his 12th place for the next lost one that he will surely send to you . We really felt that we knew him from the loving way you wrote about him on his page and in your mail. We lost our Connie on 31st December 90 and so I cried for both of them. You will never forget but one day you will be able to remember the funny little things that he did and laugh with him again. You are both in our prayers and we will certainly never forget Fluffy.

With love and comfort hugs and sharing your tears Anna and Charlie

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My Tribute to Fluffy

They creep into our hearts,
and we hope that they will stay;
No matter how long,
Too soon, they tiptoe away.

They are so noble,
they are so proud;
They never realize,
how much we need them now.

We think the time forever,
but time rolls fast away;
All of a sudden,
it feels like it was only a day.

They whisper "I love you",
and we might not hear;
They are saying "goodbye"
but our sweet babies, have no fear.

How can we explain it,
how can we understand;
They are so dear to us,
it was not in our plan.

We want them back,
the babies that we love.
We know it was God's decision,
We know they will be loved.

But still out hearts are lonely,
and still there are tears;
As happy as they are,
with happy kitties oh so near.

We know that they are waiting,
to see our smiling face;
When we come to see them,
at that most heavenly place.

We never will forget you,
and wait to see you whole;
'til then we share our sorrow,
and laughter and our tears;
With friends and other kitties,
that we also hold dear.

From Marjorie
In loving memory of Fluffy, who is loved by Jeff and Di, who will always be remembered, we won't even have to try.

Fluffy, be with my Sylvester, whose likeness that you share, Satchel and Miss Tillie and other of our Rainbow babies, who are with you there.
January 1998

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Little Ghost cat,
Your footsteps pit-pat
In the hallway of my mind
The kiss of air, whisper-soft purr;
I hear the echos of your purr;
See your pouncing shadow everywhere....
And smile through my tears.

Author Unknown

Love, Bev

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Posted by ljp

When I lost Hobie in April, I found this poem and it helped me a little bit in my grief. I thought I would share it with you.

The big brave Angel cat, folding a rainbow wing,
Stretched out his gentle paw
From Cat Elysium's door:
I'll find, purred he,
A kitten--you were kind--
You must not grieve for me.
This one might do, this timid little stray
Terrestrial night to my celestial day:
It cannot take my place,
No other could do that,
But though you cannot bring me back, you might retrace
Remembrance in a kitten's pansy-face.

Jacintha Buddicom, b. 1901, English writer

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Angel Cat Fluffy
Your soul is free
You have wings to fly
High in the sky
Above the pain
Above the sorrow
We miss your trusting eyes
Your playful ways
Your loud MEOWS
Your soft purrs
You are gone
But not forgotten
Our love for you
Will keep you alive
And you will live
In our hearts
Forever

Love and (((hugs))),
Beth

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Hi Diane and Jeff,
When you asked if we could share with you how we felt about Fluffy and why he was special to us, I was embarrassed to write because all I had to say was that Fluffy was special to me because he was special to you. But now, after going to his tribute page I realize there is more to it than that. I feel such a profound sense of loss. I can't even look at the picture of him with the tennis ball without crying. There is a place on this earth where Fluffy is supposed to be and he is gone and I can feel it. And I know that I can take my pain and magnify it a thousand times and maybe I will get an inkling of what you are feeling now, because he was your baby. So I sit here and try to think how to explain why Fluffy was special to me and I can't explain why, he just was. I loved him and I miss him.

Naf

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Diane,

I cannot put into words the pain and sorrow that I felt the day you lost Fluffy. It was as if someone had grabbed hold of my heart and crushed it. All of the pain and loss for my beloved Tuxie came rushing back to me and I ached for you.

Marina had left me two voice mail messages at work that morning but I wasn't working that day and just called in to check for messages. The first message said that Fluffy was in trouble......the second message was devastating. I could hear the tears in her voice and when I called her back we both broke down.

I went to the board and saw your message......still in tears I could hardly post. I checked back often and it was as if the board had come to a screeching halt. For hours people checked in and could only respond to you. No one dared to interfere with your grief.

I cried for weeks when I lost Tuxie. That first day I wrote her memorial but I couldn't read it. Every weekend I was online searching for help, understanding, anyone, someone that understood what I was going through. I wanted someone to TALK to! That's when I found Ron's tribute to Tiger and asked to link it to my site. He responded to my message and we continued to email each other. I cried with every message I sent to him and the links that he sent to me for help. He was such a blessing to me! He understood my tears and frustration.....he shared my grief.

With every message, with every new discovery, I cried.

They were healing tears, Diane. You just go ahead and cry as long and as hard as you need to. I'll be crying with you.

Love,

Fran

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Lend me a kitten:
I will lend to you for awhile,
a kitten, God said,
For you to love him while he lives
and mourn for him when he's dead.
Maybe for twelve or fourteen years,
or maybe two or three
But will you, 'till I call him back,
take care of him for me.
He'll bring his charms to gladden you
and (should his stay be brief)
you'll always have his memories
as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
since all from earth return
But there are lessons taught below
I want this kitten to learn.

I've looked the whole world over
in search of teachers true
And from the folk that crowd's life's land
I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love
Nor think the labour vain,
Nor hate me when I come to take my kitten back again.

I fancied that I heard them say
"Dear Lord Thy Will be Done,"
For all the joys this kitten will bring,
the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness
we'll love him while we may
And for the happiness we've known forever grateful stay
But should you call him back
much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
and try to understand.
If, by our love, we've managed,
your wishes to achieve
In memory of him we loved,
to help us while we grieve,
When our faithful bundle departs this world of strife,
We'll have yet another kitten and love him all his life.

-author unknown

Bev

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For Mr. Fluffy:

I face the new year, but without you by my side, walking and talking in that special way that was yours. How can I face the coming days without you? I catch a glimpse of you from the corner of my eye, turn in anticipation of a romp or a pet, but you're not there. I feel the soft touch of your angel whiskers on my cheek as I sleep, the soft rasp of your tongue washing away my tears and the soft, warm comfortable heaviness of your body...I sit upright in anticipation, but.....it was just a dream. The others look at me and wonder why I stare into the darkness of the room with tear filled eyes...they are concerned for me, and in their own sweet way try to help fill the void of your loss...but they're not you. I pet them to let them know it's okay, and feel the soft silk of their fur.....but they're not you. As I lay you to rest, and place your soul in God's hands, I feel an emptiness and pain in my heart, making goodbye a sad, sad word. I know there will be day when I will once again feel the softness of your fur, the gentle brush of your whiskers against my cheek and hear that warm, wonderful rumbly purr. Until that day, my world is smaller for your absence and the sun shines less brightly.

God be with you in this time of loss. My heart aches for you and Jeff.

Linda

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Copyright � Lisa Carmel Singer Printed with permission

From Bev

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Come To Me

God saw you were getting tired,
And a cure was not to be,
So he put his arms around you
And Whispered, "Come to me."
With tearful eye we watched you,
And saw you pass away.
Although we loved you dearly,
We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.

From Bev

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