We lost our sweet kitty Vanny back in March. We went out a few days later and bought a memorial stone that the kids could make and decorate as a way to both ease their pain of the loss, and to memorialize him. After months of not finding or not making the time to do this, Natalie and I finally decided today that it was time. I pretty much let her do all of the work, including the mixing of the concrete and the design. A few weeks ago my mom went out and bought a white rose bush and planted it in the corner of our yard now known as Vanny’s Garden and Nat wanted to use that in her design. I think she did a beautiful job. What do you think?
I love the way she incorporated the mulch and the rose in the stone.
Here’s where it will go and as soon as we place it next weekend, I’ll post more pictures.
The rose had a real pretty bloom on it today, too.
We finally made the time to build Mama’s garden beds. It was supposed to be her Mother’s Day gift but she ended up working much harder than we had intended. I think she liked it though.
This is actually a picture of one of the little side projects we decided to do in the middle of building the garden beds. This will be Vanny’s Corner. We will plant a white rose bush in the corner and memorialize him with a decorative stone the kids are going to make.
PS….I kinda miss him.
PPS…Happy Mother’s Day, Mama. I hope you like the beds.
PPPS….Yes, Honey, I know I’m not a REAL Mama, but I am a kitty mama so that totally counts. Now stop rolling your eyes.
Making the right decision for your pet is very often one of the hardest things we ever do. .
THE RAINBOW BRIDGE POEM
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….
I realized tonight that I hardly ever post a picture of the old man. And he was being exceptionally sweet so I decided tonight should be his night.
Meet….Vancouver…or Vanny….or just Old man. Vanny was born in 1992 and was previously owned by Gil and his ex-wife. She kept him after the divorce, along with another cat they owned. The other cat got sick and passed away and I felt sorry for Vanny, who had been banished to the outdoors. We were sure he only had a little time left and we thought he would be more comfortable spending his final days with us. We thought for sure he wouldn’t be with us much longer and the impact of a fifth cat would be very short term.
That was Summer, 2009.