Over The Rainbow Bridge

A Bridge Called Love
It takes us back to brighter years,
to happier sunlit days
and to precious moments
that will be with us always.
And these fond recollections
are treasured in the heart
to bring us always close to those
from whom we had to part.
There is a bridge of memories
from Earth to Heaven above…
It keeps our dear ones near us
It’s the bridge that we call love.
~Author Unknown~



We adopted Twister at about 4 months old from our vet on March 6th 2015.
We lost him on September 18th 2017.



Riddick was born on April Fools Day 2012.
We lost him on August 13th 2017.
I miss my baby boy every day.



Adopted from Wetnose on 6 June 2010.
Louise died on April 9th 2016 after a short battle with cancer.



Little sister to Turk, born to Seasea on January 14th 2010.
She died on June 27th 2012 of FeLV related complications.



Born to Seasea on January 14th 2010.
He died on May 17th 2012 of FeLV related complications.
I miss you so much my Turkynarna.



Adopted in November 2004.
He died quickly and peacefully on the 23rd of April 2011.
I miss you so much my sweet Tixanax.

Grampa Scratchy


Adopted after he found us as a stray, Grampa Scratchy was an old man who was constantly pestered by our other cats in the two years he was with us.
He died of kidney failure on March 26th 2008.

Lend Me a Cat
I will lend to you for awhile,
a cat, God said,
For you to love her while she lives
And mourn for her when she’s dead.
Maybe for twelve or fourteen years,
Or maybe two or three
But will you, ’till I call her back,
Take care of her for me.
She’ll bring her charms to gladden you;
And should her stay be brief
You’ll always have her memories,
As solace for your grief.
I cannot promise she will stay,
Since all from earth return
But there are lessons taught below
I want this cat to learn.
I’ve looked the whole world over,
In search of teachers true
And from the folk that crowd life’s land,
I have chosen you.
Now will you give her all your love,
Nor think the labour vain,
Nor hate me when I come
To take my Cat back again.
I fancied that I heard them say,
“Dear Lord Thy Will be Done,”
For all the joys this Cat will bring,
The risk of grief we’ll run.
We’ll shelter her with tenderness,
We’ll love her while we may
And for the happiness we’ve known,
Forever grateful stay.
But should you call her 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 her we loved,
To help us while we grieve.
When our faithful bundle
Departs this world of strife,
We’ll have yet another Cat,
And love her all her life.
~Author Unknown~

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