Poems For Pets We Loved and Love

Nesting Goose and Mother Nature

2009-05-01T22:58:00.000-07:00

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

Take Care on the Journey,
~Linda

My Loyal Sheba

2008-07-05T20:54:00.000-07:00

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

Samantha

2006-12-03T17:03:00.000-08:00

"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!

Take Care on Your Journey,
~Linda

George

2006-10-25T15:51:00.000-07:00

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