jamie was a gift to me from my uncle charles, a couple weeks after we had to put down our boy pickles due to a bone cancer. i still remember coming home from 10th grade and hearing my mom tell me there is a surprise for me under the couch.

and there u were! tiny, crusty-eyed, and huddled underneath the couch where you passed away, only a day before i had to make the long drive back to campus after spring break 2022.

it was a heart condition that got you, the same one that temporarily crippled you a few months prior. i still regret not begging my mom to take you to the emergency vet a couple hours before you fell asleep for the last time, whem we noticed you limping again like you did when the blood clot was in your legs.

i wish you couldve lived as long as pickles did, or at least be there for pepper when she passes soon. poor pepper, having watched her brother and both of her best friends pass before her.

you were buried beneath the fig tree with pickles, and i placed a pack of cat treats, your favorite wet food, and or orchid blossom next to the black bag dad put your stiff body in.

please tell pickles im sorry for not getting him a rainbow bridge residency sooner, i didnt have the funds at the time, but he is always welcome to stay with you here, along with pinky, caesar, luther, and all the numerous chickens we've lost out to the coyotes and the hawks.

and please watch over your second best friend sugar, whos only been with us half a year! how you loved to play with her, even though you were nearly smaller than her!

you shouldve seen your friends the morning after you left us on the couch. sugar didnt know where you went, and was looking around the house all day. pepper seemed to know what happened; i hope she was with you downstairs when you passed in your sleep. poor pepper walked into my room with my mom when she gave me the bad news at 7 am that morning, and just hopped into my bed and laid down, she was so tired.

bad luck tends to happen to your owner in bursts, so please do your very best to ensure that we dont lose pepper, sugar, or any other of our chickens, horses, or any other living creatures on our farm anytime soon.

i wouldve never been ready to lose you, especially at such a young age.

always loved,
mary

4/3/22

looks like jamie will be getting another friend soon enough; pepper passed away today in her favorite pink bed, right next to her grandma in her rocking chair. she was around 13 years old, and was the sister to pickles and mentor to jamie.

i know jamie did his best to keep pepper from joining him so soon, but it was her time to go-- she was just so tired and confused, and had been getting skinner and skinner as the days passed.

she, jamie and pickles will finally be together for the first time over the rainbow bridge.

goodnight pepper, im so glad we got to enjoy 13 wonderful years with you and give you a wonderful place to live with the best family and friends you couldve ever gotten.

also loved,
mary