Farewell, Bailey
Apr. 24th, 2006 03:34 pm
Maggie, The Cat Who Isn't Afraid of Anything, was the only one of the five cats who was with us when we buried our dog, Bjorn. When the other cats would either make overly dramatic gestures to avoid Bjorn (whom they refered to as "Monster Mouth") Maggie was completely unconcerned. She would walk close by him and, occasionally, even hang out with him. It was fitting that she was with us when we said our final, formal goodbyes to him.
Saturday, while
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I bring all of this up because
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I'm hoping that Bailey and Bjorn are running around together, each free from the pain and problems that aging brought to them. I think they'd both be chasing after the same balls, if Bjorn could only find all of the tennis balls that he'd had thrown his way.
And, that maybe that's what Bjorn and Maggie were talking about on Saturday afternoon.
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