Nesting Goose and Mother Nature

My slideshow tells the sad story of a nesting goose and a flash flood.

Take Care on the Journey,

My Loyal Sheba

She's totally blind, but doesn't let that stop her. Just perks up her ears and plows through anything often bumping her nose into something we left sitting in her path!
She also has Cushings Disease which means she may not live more than a couple more years. Yep, she's very spoiled and would lie at my feet 24 hours a day if she could.
You Go Girl


"Tiny Spirit"
There’s a tiny spirit missing from our home.
Now that our kitty has the universe to roam.
A quiet presence always felt but now unseen.
Except for the tiny dish of nightly cream!
Catnip toys and lots of kitty things!
Her soft meow an echo still.
No litter box we have to fill.
A soft sweet body lies in the hill
With springtime tulips
And the song of Whip-Poor-Wills.
A little light no longer lit.
Her black shadow no longer flits
In the sunlight spot on bedroom floor.
Nor is she curled up tightly on the bed
Next to her bowl where she was fed.
She was a matchmaker – did you know?
When Jim and Linda met by waters blue
Their friendship was shy and new.
Samantha purred in Linda’s ear...
“He’s a keeper. Do not fear!”
She didn’t bat an eye in places new
From Michigan, Ohio and Florida too
Samantha never missed a beat.
In Florida she loved the sun and heat.
With just one look she’d stop the dogs
They would lie down like great big logs!
Meow. Meow. “It’s time for my treat”
She’d often purr at Daddy Jim’s feet
And run ahead toward her dish
A spoiled but loving little Princess!
When old and sick and feeble too
We made a low bed soft and new
Pampered, loved and catered to.
But the angel chorus called soft and low
Before the first cold winter’s snow.

We stroked her chin and called her name.
She stirred and purred though she was lame
Then turned her head toward the door
She heard the angel chorus roar!
But before she left on her new ride
She gave one last breath at 1:55.
Magical numbers for Linda and Jim
Numbers special between only them!
A tiny spirit is missing from our home
Has now the entire universe to roam!
Blinking black sparkles in the night
Samantha, we'd love to hold you tight
But we set you free toward the light!


Tribute to Floyd's Commrade in Life - George!
(Click HERE to read all about George's life)
"What Are You Doing In My Chair?"

Hello George! What are you doing in my chair?
Oh! I forgot. It’s ours to share.
Those orange eyes and fur so fair
Always waiting patiently for me there.
A love we share that’s deep and rare.

To see you hurt – My heart can hardly bear!
Do you know how much I really care?

Hello Floyd, I rub against your leg to say,
“Welcome Home another day.”
Near your bed I love to lay.
Close to you I jumped and played.
I know you wish that longer I could stay.
But life isn’t made for us that way.

God gave us ‘Memory’ to keep us close.
Near or far – Our feelings to expose.
Though evening sun for me now glows
And my body looks like a ghost.
Do not feel sad with great morose.
I see for us a couple golden halos!
I sense the peacefulness of soft primrose.

Though now I take this trip as solo
I expect another great hello!
I’ll show you the greatest show
In a place of lasting rainbow!

by Linda Meikle 10-26-07