My Sweet Little Lady with the strange name: Res Ipsa Loquitor|
You came to live with me & dad from the ASPCA 15 years & 10 months ago. So many kitties in the shelter. You rubbed up against the door to your cage & purred. I think you were begging to come home with us. I'd lost another dark brown sweet little girl six years before. The management & owner of the complex where we live, didn't allow pets at the time we went to look for a new little purr baby.
I had just turned 50 years old & dad had asked me what I wanted for my birthday. I told him I wanted another kitty. He looked at me & said... "You know we aren't allowed to have a pet!" I said we could ask the owner of the building where our office is. So, that is what we did & the owner said that that would be fine as long as he could come & visit & play with the kitty.
Back to the shelter, & to you. I choose you because you spoke to my heart. After we signed the adoption papers we were told that you had been dropped off because the little girl who originally had you was allergic to cats. You had never been outside & you were in good health. However, your days were up & you would have been euthanized that night. Phew, that was close.
So you came to live in the office. Now to choose a name for you. Your name had been Sheba but I wanted something else. I said to dad, "since this is a law office, she must have a legal name." He came up with your name. We just called you Res. We had to explain your name many times because people always looked at us strange when we told them what your name was.
I worked in the office seven days a week for the first couple years we had you. So you were only alone at night & loved to sleep in the bathroom sink. There was a large window in front of my desk & we bought a padded shelf for you it relax on & look out the window. I hung a hummingbird feeder outside of that window & the hummingbird seemed to love teasing you.
I used to throw small soft rubber balls against the door for you. You loved to leap in the air & catch them. I remember those days so fondly. Dad would ball up a piece of paper & throw it across the room or down the hall. You'd run & chase it & flip over on your back & roll it between you paws. Such fun to watch & a wonderful break from the tediousness of the work.
The day came when the office had to close & we decided to test the rules of our complex. All was fine for over a year. The lady manager even came to see you & all appeared to be okay. Then another resident decided to get a puppy. Well, that is the start of a battle. We were told we would have to get rid of you. No way that was going to happen. Several other residents also wanted to get a fur or purr baby. So dad filed an arbitration hearing & we won. Yeah!!!!!!! You were here to stay. A couple years later the state passed a law where elderly residents could not be restricted from having a small pet.
In any event, you never caused a single problem for any neighbor as you were always a house kitty. Your little paws never touched mother earth. That is until we had to say goodbye for a while last Saturday, June 27, 2009. The night before you were having a hard time walking. Didn't seem to be able to eat or even drink water. You never made an indication that you were in pain but we could tell you were beginning to shut down. So while the tears flowed, we gave you gentle strokes, soft kisses & whispered into your sweet little ears through the night. And with heavy hearts we took you to the Vet.
I held you to my heart, kissed your little head, whispered into you tiny ear that we loved you so much & we didn't want you to have to struggle. I told you that it was okay for you to close your eyes & be at peace. As you faded away I looked into your eyes & watched the sparkle dim in those golden eyes. Dad stroked you gently & then it was done.
Our hearts are pained & we miss you so much. However, we will come to terms with our pain & we feel we made the only decision that could be made. You needed to be gently sent to the meadow by the Rainbow Bridge. We so hope that the crossing was as easy as it seemed to be to us. We hope you are not missing us like we miss you & that someday, we will be able to give you cuddles, soft kisses & whisper in you tiny ear again, Res, Sweet Little Lady, we love you so much.
We will have your ashes back with us in a couple weeks & I have decided that it is time for your earthly remains to finally be placed within mother earth. I have a special place in my favorite padio where you will be gently placed & I can talk to you every day. I hope you will be happy there with the sunshine warming your spot & the birds once again teasing your spirit. You are loved so deeply & my eyes are once again wet with the thought of not being able to stroke you one more time. In my heart & mind, I will be stroking you every day for as long as I live. I will be sending loving whispers to the meadow & hope you will hear them. I will be blowing kisses to you & hope that every now & then, I catch a shadow out of the corner of my eye & know that your spirit is spending a little time with me.
So, until we meet at the Rainbow Bridge, have fun playing with all your new friends & meet us when we come, our Sweet Little Lady.
Our deepest love, Mom & Dad
Well, Sweet Little Lady, it has been 9 days since you left for the meadow by the rainbow bridge & a day hasn't passed that I didn't shed tears. I miss you my sweet little girl. Your soft meows, that look in your eyes & the quiet purrs. I know it will get easier but it is so hard to know that I can't give you your gentle morning cuddles. See the excitement when I bring you your breakfast. I even miss cleaning your box. Dad piled all the rugs, towels, cleaning & grooming items together & told me to sort through them & decide what to keep & what to take to the shelter. I have to do it in stages because everything I touch reminds me of you & I cry. My sweet baby girl, I don't know how long it will take before I can see thing you slept on, ate off of, played with & not shed some tears. My heart is so full of longing for you. If you can, please send me some purrs, a shadow out of the corner of my eye. Something, anything that will tell me you are still with me in spirit. Help me to accept that you are only gone from me in the physical sense. I send you kisses, loving words & hugs every day & night. I so hope you know that we had to let you go, not because you were a burden, not because you got old. We are old & we didn't want you to suffer. Sweet Little Lady, I will always miss you & love you. Please be happy & wait for us by the bridge.
Runt recently had a problem with pancreatitis & has been treated with medication. Doctor said it was mild & he should be fine now. The new little girl, Shannon has settled in & they all get along. They all sleep on the bed that only you used to sleep on. I so wish you could have played with the boys but I never wanted to upset you & they always upset you. I wish with all my heart that I could hold you close to my chest again & kiss that sweet little head just one more time. Big sigh. In my mind & heart I still do & always will. I'm still looking for a shadow or some other sign that you are visiting me. I so hope you will soon.
So, sweet Little Lady, have fun & wait for me. I love you so much.
The months have gone by so quickly & even though I haven't written here in a very long time, you are missed as always.
I had to write today because Mr. Trouble left for the meadow this morning. I hope you will be able to play together there even though you didn't while here. My dear friend Buddy has offered to paint another stone for Trouble & it will be added to the spot I have as a memorial to all you dear furkids that are now in the meadow. Give Trouble a welcoming head bump. I miss all of you so very much.
Adding Trouble's photo down below.
The day I dreaded when we had to let you go. Our hearts broke. Mr. Runt; my fuzzy ears; Little Man; Sir Runtalear, I miss you each & every day. I know you & Trouble are cuddled together once more & that makes me smile. Someday we will all be together again & the crack in y heart will be healed.
Res Ipsa Loquitor's People Parent(s), Bill & Darlene, would appreciate knowing you have visited their Res Ipsa Loquitor's Memorial Residency.