My Magic was more than a cat. From the first moment I held him, I fell in love with him and knew he was mine, and I, his. For 18 years, he was my child, my furbaby, my constant companion, confidant, best friend, alarm clock (with no snooze alarm--when he was hungry), psychic protector, and he always knew when I was sick, and was there for me--my big black purring, calming caretaker. Now it was my turn to be his (hospice) caretaker. As he fought so hard to get better, I was by his side. Every day, every night, when he cried out for me, I answered, "I'm right here, baby," "It's ok baby," "I love you so much, and you are so loved by so many, and by no one more than me." Then as he lay there, and I would lay next to him, I would thank him for being everything to me. What wonderful years we had. How we were so lucky to have so many good long years. How I was so very blessed to have him, and it was OK to let go. I'd be ok. As I pet his silky fur, I told him over and over I loved him so much. I said all of this as I felt a part of my soul dying as he did. When you died in my arms, at home, surrounded by love, my heart broke. I had you cremated, with your favorite red Pom-Pom string "monster" I made you, a furry mice-y, and you were wrapped up in the shirts of those who loved you. Lastly, I cut a large lock of my hair and it was put in between your paws--so you have something to find your way back to me, and I have the necklace that some of your ashes were put in, to find my way back to you. Until then, this necklace keeps the furbaby of my heart, Magic, always close to my own heart. RIP Magic Dukes. I'll see you on the other side of the rainbow bridge. (Say hello to your sister, Shadow, and please tell her I love her and miss her too.) I can't wait to see you both again, as my heart aches terribly as I learn to live without you.
Far across the distance Near, far, wherever you are Love can touch us one time Love was when I loved you Near, far, wherever you are You're here, there's nothing I fear -------------------------------------------- You've been gone a year now, and my heart still hurts. But somehow, I think you are still taking care of me, since what was to be a terrible day filled with grief from your passing, wasn't. Instead, I made a new friend. Thank you, my beloved Magic. It's now 2022. 4yrs, yet I still miss you every day. |
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