Thoughts on the Death of Merlin
Nov. 14th, 2001 07:01 amIt's 6:21
I think I only got MAYBE 5 1/2 hours or sleep last night.
Something tells me I'm going to have a short workout and go home, exhausted, and try to nap.
To all my friends who replied to my post last night, I thank you.
I would like to believe in the Rainbow Bridge. Maybe little merlin did wake up somewhere surrounded by little kids to love him and other baby animals to scamper with. I think he'd love that...wish I could see it. Especially as he tried to pounce their tails or scamper around happily.
I wish I could see a little more of it for myself now.
In an exhaustion-prone state I had an epitome: Litltle Merlin, white as snow, was an angel (I'm not going to bicker here on the definition of what I mean by an angel. It doesn't matter!). For three weeks he was in our lives and brought happiness and joy and love and youth and vitality. He wasn't perfect... he was mischievious and naughty as all kittens are wont to do, but he never got into any REAL trouble... his biggest mischief was pouncing toes and fingers at 3AM and purring happily when we woke up so that we'd pet him.
I would still have prefered it have been longer, but I thank Merlin whererver he is for having brought so much joy into our lives.
In any case, I still have four more fuzzy bundle of joys who need me. (And whom I need, atm, also). In the end, I think that's what helped me get over the death of my dog Sir Lancelot 3 years back.. because cleo and smokey were cute and fuzzy and it was hard to mourn his loss as they cuddled up next to me and purred or went around doing their kitten antics.
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Today's Quote Of The Day
"While we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil. " - John Taylor
I think I only got MAYBE 5 1/2 hours or sleep last night.
Something tells me I'm going to have a short workout and go home, exhausted, and try to nap.
To all my friends who replied to my post last night, I thank you.
I would like to believe in the Rainbow Bridge. Maybe little merlin did wake up somewhere surrounded by little kids to love him and other baby animals to scamper with. I think he'd love that...wish I could see it. Especially as he tried to pounce their tails or scamper around happily.
I wish I could see a little more of it for myself now.
In an exhaustion-prone state I had an epitome: Litltle Merlin, white as snow, was an angel (I'm not going to bicker here on the definition of what I mean by an angel. It doesn't matter!). For three weeks he was in our lives and brought happiness and joy and love and youth and vitality. He wasn't perfect... he was mischievious and naughty as all kittens are wont to do, but he never got into any REAL trouble... his biggest mischief was pouncing toes and fingers at 3AM and purring happily when we woke up so that we'd pet him.
I would still have prefered it have been longer, but I thank Merlin whererver he is for having brought so much joy into our lives.
In any case, I still have four more fuzzy bundle of joys who need me. (And whom I need, atm, also). In the end, I think that's what helped me get over the death of my dog Sir Lancelot 3 years back.. because cleo and smokey were cute and fuzzy and it was hard to mourn his loss as they cuddled up next to me and purred or went around doing their kitten antics.
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Today's Quote Of The Day
"While we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil. " - John Taylor