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Six Months

Today, six months ago, Sméagol died. I didn't even realize this was the anniversary until Spooky reminded me during dinner, which made me feel shitty. I should have remembered. I should have.

I've grown hard, and so rarely love.

But now we have Selwyn.

I don't buy any of that "Rainbow Bridge" crap. But. Nothing is ever truly over.







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( 9 comments — Have your say! )
readingthedark
Sep. 29th, 2012 11:28 pm (UTC)
Sméagol will always be one of my favorite kitties in all the world. Love to the four of you.
tziedel
Sep. 30th, 2012 01:19 am (UTC)
Sméagol was a fine and noble cat. He is missed.
chris_walsh
Sep. 30th, 2012 01:55 am (UTC)
What do you think Selwyn would've thought of Sméagol?
ulffriend
Sep. 30th, 2012 02:48 am (UTC)
The closest thing to the Rainbow Bridge is the piece of them that lives on in us, and what a lasting piece that can be.

I wish you the joy of the memory of Smeagol, and mitigation of the pain of his loss.
sovay
Sep. 30th, 2012 03:40 am (UTC)
I am glad you had Sméagol and Selwyn is there now.
harrietbrown
Sep. 30th, 2012 04:16 am (UTC)
He was a beautiful cat. You just want to pick him up and snuggle him.
whiskeychick
Sep. 30th, 2012 08:21 am (UTC)
RIP Sméagol and your fabulous polydactyl paws.
moon_custafer
Sep. 30th, 2012 01:42 pm (UTC)
Having been exposed to Norse myths (or at least the Marvel version thereof) from a young age, my reaction to any mention of the 'Rainbow Bridge' is: "Pets go to Asgard?!"

o_O

Then again, that would explain where Freya gets all those cats to pull her chariot. Smeagol looks worthy of that honour.

Edited at 2012-09-30 01:43 pm (UTC)
ladyblue56
Sep. 30th, 2012 09:30 pm (UTC)
Smeagol was a fine cat and well loved. That is no small thing.

Nothing is truly over. Whatever is or isn't 'on the other side,' my feelings are if there's a place and my cats aren't there then I'm not going to be truly happy.

Our beloved The Bit died 2 yrs ago as Smeagol died, her heart gave out and she was gone almost immed. A few minutes before, she'd be on the bed w. me and had jumped down to either potty or get a drink. Only a few minutes later she collapsed by the side of the bed and let out an awful, awful sound. I only had enough time to get out of bed and kneel by her. She died w. my hands on her before anything could be done. That is my only odd comfort, that I was touching her and she wasn't alone when she abruptly left.
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