It's OK Meowmie...I made it to the RB!!
Hi Meowmie: Wow, what a trip! You wouldn't believe how pretty it is up here. When I arrived, there were all kinds of furry and feathery angels waiting to greet me and when I made that final step off the bridge there was a band playing. There were celebrations going on all over the place. The sky has the most beautiful rainbow I've ever seen. In the middle of town is a huge Christmas tree all lit up and there are kitty beds all lined up below it. I was investigating this when all of a sudden I spotted one with my name on it. Oh Meowmie, the bed is so soft....I just had to take a nap to try it out.
I feel so good Mewomie. I have the body of a young kitty....all sleek and shiny and I don't feel any pain at all. I've already met so many of the PT angels that you told me about just before I left you. I've tasted some wonderful catnip and the sweet grass feels good beneath my feet. I wish you could be here Meowmie! In the meantime, don't worry about me. Did you hear me purr in your ear a little while ago? Yes, that was me telling you to stop crying. I'll see you again when you make the trip up here. OK, I gotta go because Twicket and Tubby want to show me this neat tree to climb. I love you Meowmie. Bye and I'll see you later.
Speckles
Meowmie giving me kisses....one for each Pet Talker.
My visit with Santa
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand and strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO - What a Ride!
--unknown
Sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see
--Polar Express
Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened.
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