Hello All You Bad Mans Out There,
My Bad Randy Mans just made me get onto the compooter and talk. I like compooters. They have wires and strings and mice and stuff. What they don’t have is my Chevey. I am looking for him and miss him. Whenever I hear something, I go to a door and look for him. Where is he? I’m very sad.
I’m still missing my Chevey-boy. He keeps peeking in out of the corner of my eye and I know he’s in my heart, always.
Goodbye, my dear, sweet Chevey-boy. You went to sleep today while I held and kissed you. You are no longer in pain and, if there is kitty-heaven, you can jump high and chase belled feather toys forever. And should we meet again, you can roll on the floor and bonk your head in greeting, and we can play another game of peek-a-boo – and you will win, as always. The joy of having had you in my life will soon relieve the deep sadness I now feel for having lost you. Sleep well, my sweet, sweet boy.
If it should be that I grow weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle cannot be won.
You will be sad, I understand.
Don’t let your grief then stay your hand.
For this day, more than all the rest,
Your love for me must stand the test.
We’ve had so many happy years.
What is to come can hold no fears.
You’d not want me to suffer so;
The time has come — please let me go.
Take me where my need they’ll tend,
And please stay with me till the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me,
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time that you will see
The kindness that you did for me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I’ve been saved.
Please do not grieve — it must be you
Who had this painful thing to do.
We’ve been so close, we two, these years;
Don’t let your heart hold back its tears.
— Anonymous —
Posted for our dear Chevey.
Well, enough cob-webs – although Kira might like them because spiders are wriggly and tasty. I’ve updated the website to WordPress 3.8.1 from FrontPage …uh… I dunno what version but it’s OLD. My company is making me do this so we can test out stuff before it goes live, so that’s ok with me. And this way, Kris can blog here too without waiting for me to take the changes via email, turn on the old XP machine with FrontPage on it, put it into FrontPage, hit the publish button, and hope it all works. Besides, support for FrontPage goes away soon, so we’d be in trouble. And with that… a la cuisine!