Boots, da Beloved Ranch Kat, helped to The Rainbow Bridge today, Friday, June 29, '07

[Vermontcat]

I'm so sorry to hear that Boots has gone to the Rainbow Bridge so suddenly.
He was such a handsome tuxedo cat.
Samantha sends some comforting purrs your way.

[Rachel]

Oh, Phred, I am so very sorry for the pain you are feeling. What a shock to hear of Boots sudden illness and need to go to the BRIDGE .

Dear Boots, how I loved his kitty observations when he decided to take paw to the computer. He made me smile so many times with his activities at the ranch. I do hope he will forgive me for sometimes being mistaken whether he was a he or a she. He was one determined little soul and devoted to his clan at the Ranch. I can't even begin to imagine how utterly different that little part of the world will be without his humble presence.

Good-bye, Boots The Kat. You were part of Pet Talk too, a charter member. I don't invite many kitties into the likes of our Dog Gone house, but now that you are free to travel, I especially want to extend the invitation to you. This house has been designated *spirit friendly* and has been recently visited by another departed. I hope to be able to experience your presence soon.

[smokey the elder]

I'm so sorry about Boots. Cats have a way of getting sick on you without you noticing. I'll miss him and his "tails". Play hard at the Bridge.

[Cataholic]

Oh, Phred. I am so sorry to hear this sad news. My heart breaks for you a thousand times over. For Boots, for Bowser, for you. There are things we just never fully understand, and our first thought is to turn inward and question. It isn't you. You are one of the most kindest, gentlest people I know. God doesn't punish. Not you or your furkids. I know you know that. It was Boots time. He went with compassion, and love. We all should be so lucky. You did all that you could, and sometimes, that isn't enough.

You are in my thougths and prayers.

Love,
Johanna

[4 Dog Mother]

Phred, I am so sorry to hear about Boots. It is never nice to lose a pet but losing two in one summer has to be dreadful.

Here is a poem I found recently about the loss of a son. All you have to do is place cat in the place of son. I hope it helps.

He Only Took My Hand

Last night while I was trying to sleep my son's voice I did hear.
I opened my eyes and looke around but he did not appear.
He said, "You've got to listen. You've got to understand;
God didn't take me from you. He only took my hand.
When I cried out in pain that night, the instant that I died,
He reached down from heaven and took my hand, and pulled me to his side.
My body so badly wounded, I could never be the same.
I love you and miss you so...please don't keep asking why.
My body's gone forever, but my spirit will never die!
So live until we meet again, and please try to understand
God didn't take me from you, He only took my hand.

Don't hesitate to call. Love you, Diana