Wish it was next week...

Yesterday we found one of the feral cats we feed (on a Sunday as part of a rota) had passed away. He didn't come running for his food as usual, so Hubby went looking for him and found him in one of the little "kennels" one of the other volunteers made for them. Poor wee soul. He lost his best mate, Hamish, not so long ago and was pretty down for a while, but had picked up again. Thankfully he seemed to go peacefully in his sleep, curled up with one paw over his face. Felt so down. Hamish (black and white) and his friend The Little Black Cat who have both gone to "Rainbow Bridge".

In the back ground is The Fluffy Cat who became so friendly she was found a home with one of the local vets.

The tri-colour at the rear is still part of the community at the feral site.

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RAINBOW BRIDGE

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"Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. 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.... "

Author unknown...

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Today was difficult too (work stuff - that other story again, maybe I'll tell it one day!?) Then thought we'd pop into the bike shop to see if Hubby's bike was on the horizon. Thought that would cheer us up BUT it probably won't be in until next week now. Pah!