Dear Friend,
I know it's been a while since Missy left you but by being a pet lover, I also know the pain can last a long time. I lost my much-beloved 16 pound gray tabby kitty-boy named Humphrey in May of 1987 to bone marrow cancer, at the age of ten. If I think about him much or talk about him much, I can still get wet-eyed over him. No other kitty could ever replace my "Pal Kitty" Humphrey. He was "Daddy's Pal Kitty, for sure," to which he would look up at me with those beautiful green eyes about half closed, and quietly go, "Rrrrrah...Rrrrah..." Other times, he would meow loudly, especially after a particularly satisfying time in the litter box, if you get my drift, then go roaring around the house doing 90. Humphrey loved Pop Tarts. He loved telling the birds outside how he would "crunch their little bodies, were it not for the screen separating them," in a funny little voice where his chin would chatter...and now my eyes are wet...Dang, look how long it's been but I still miss my boy Humphrey because he was so special. Right now, I'm looking at my female gray dilute tabby named Erin who is fifteen years old and is also special to me and I know some day...
I had a wonderful puppy dog, a Dalmatian named "M'Lady", AKA "Big Puppy". She lived to be 12, went blind a year before that but could still motivate well enough to get around and then went fairly suddenly. She got so sick and I wasn't able to take her to the vet because I'm disabled. She was in respiratory distress, so hard to watch, and I prayed for her to die quickly and if I'd had a handgun at the time, God help me, I would have shot her to stop her pain...and my eyes are wet again. No, my friend, none can take the place of the Missys or the Humphreys or the Big Puppies, either. What you do is wait a bit, to get used to the idea your beloved pet is gone and then fill the void with another pet. The hole in your heart can only be filled by the Lord but the physical void can be helped by another pet. I know. I've been there. I have a sweet half Shih Tzu, half Pomeranian named "Harvick" who's going to be six years old this summer. I pray he lives a long, long time because he is very dear to me and really helps brighten my days. I consider all my special animals gifts from God because I belong to Him through my Lord Jesus Christ and He cares about how I feel and what I need.
I just wanted to talk a bit, my friend, about filling the void. Perhaps you already have. My heart tells me you have gotten another puppy dog, one to love and to love you with no expectations of it filling the gap for Missy. Just let it create it's own niche, like all our special little friends have done.
May the Lord bless and keep you. May He make His Face to shine upon you and give you peace. May His abundant Love fill your heart and bring healing there, too, but not remove the memories, though. You need to keep those, as treasures to open back up now and again, to remember, even if it brings tears again...
My love to you all, in my Blessed Lord Jesus,
Jim Grayson
Lexington, Kentucky
U.S.A.
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