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Richrd · Post by **Richrd** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 1:20 am

My cat is extremely old the way a king gets old. When he dies I’m going to bury him in hallowed ground, someplace that may lie undisturbed for centuries. I’m going to bury him with a letter in a capsule. It will say; This beloved cat died in 2009. His name is Pirate. I loved him his whole life, with my whole heart and he loved me likewise. I saw the adoration. It could touch me. It made me feel like Solomon and Seneca and Christ.

rogueusmc · Post by **rogueusmc** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 1:43 am

Alrightythen...

Jeffrey H. · Post by **Jeffrey H.** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 1:49 am

Ok folks...move along, nothing to see here...it's all over.....just move along.

V22 Osprey · Post by **V22 Osprey** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 2:04 am

Sorry to hear that about your cat....but kind of a random topic on a wargaming forum...

Grell · Post by **Grell** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 2:27 am

My cat and my dog, both ancient, died within the last couple of years, I know how you feel.

Regards,

Grell

vonRocko · Post by **vonRocko** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 10:52 am

My cats heard the news, and want to convey their condolences:
"meow meow, purr meow, meow meow purr, MEOW meow meow!
meow meow? purr meow![:(]
Tigger,Twister and Misty

sol_invictus · Post by **sol_invictus** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 10:57 am

I had to put my cat down a few years ago and even though I always felt like he thought I was a necessary bother and simply a warm lap to lay on, I cried like a baby when he slipped his mortal coils. Cats are the darndest things.

New York Jets · Post by **New York Jets** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 12:28 pm

I feel the same way about my cat. And my dogs.

I buried a pet hamster a few years back in a metal box. I even cleaned him up a bit before I buried him. I felt so bad for him. The kids had reached the "ignore the hamster" phase and had quit playing with him long before he passed. I always felt bad because he died alone and forgotten, for the most part. He deserved better.

PunkReaper · Post by **PunkReaper** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 2:11 pm

The two schnauzer puppies I have are great fun but sometimes they are lucky you can't buy guns in the UK...... If they don't stop barking at people walking passed the window I think I'll.............

Lützow · Post by **Lützow** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 2:28 pm

I know this feeling from when my dog died 2 years ago. Got a new puppy within a few weeks because I felt so lonely.

Brigz · Post by **Brigz** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 3:35 pm

I'm not exactly sure where Richrd was going with his post, but I certainly understand the loss of a loved pet. I had to have my cat euthanized a little over a year ago. Putting him in his carrier and taking him to the vet and petting him as he was injected was one of the most difficult things I've ever had to do. There is something very personal about the loss of an animal companion. It's a special kind of sadness that is unique and very difficult to accept. I even have a little shrine to him on top of a dresser with his picture, a paw print and a printing of "The Rainbow Bridge".

alaric99x · Post by **alaric99x** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 6:47 pm

ORIGINAL: Punk Reaper

The two schnauzer puppies I have are great fun but sometimes they are lucky you can't buy guns in the UK...... If they don't stop barking at people walking passed the window I think I'll.............

I recommend you get yourself a Super Soaker....

andym · Post by **andym** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 7:28 pm

ORIGINAL: alaric99x

ORIGINAL: Punk Reaper

The two schnauzer puppies I have are great fun but sometimes they are lucky you can't buy guns in the UK...... If they don't stop barking at people walking passed the window I think I'll.............

I recommend you get yourself a Super Soaker....

Is the Super Soaker a big dog breed?Do they shed?

Richrd · Post by **Richrd** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 7:37 pm

I'm a wargamer. Wargaming forums are the only ones I know. I never wanted a cat. He was born feral. His mother died soon thereafter and it was take him in or watch him die. They say that our pets love us unconditionally, but I love him unconditionally,too. A powerful feeling that I have never quite attained for my wife of many years. Now he's fading away. I just wanted to honor him. That's all. Edited to say thanks for all the nice comments. If this is what it's like to lose a pet, what must it be to lose a son?

barbarossa2 · Post by **barbarossa2** » Fri Apr 17, 2009 11:14 pm

Yeah Richard.  I am there with you on that. I lost two cats last year.  Within one week of each other.  I had had them for 18 years. 
 
They both had to be put to sleep due to advanced cancer which was incapacitating them.  It was horrible.  I still have locks of their hair in a "Viking Box" that I cry over once in a while.
 
Here's to our little friends.

TheBlackhorse · Post by **TheBlackhorse** » Sat Apr 18, 2009 4:20 am

Man, I feel for you. I'm dreading a similar journey with my beloved (non-barking) schnauzer. I only hope I can do her right the same way you plan to for your cat.

JudgeDredd · Post by **JudgeDredd** » Sat Apr 18, 2009 5:00 am

Well I might as well chime in...

Just had my wee friend Dodger put to sleep a mont or so ago. Had cancer in his kidney. The vets game him 3 to 6 months to live 2 years ago! Finally realised he was bad enough when he had twice taken himself out the house and lay outide in the freezing cold (dogs being pack animals always leave the pack when they know it's coming) God rest his soul.

Prior to that, we had two cats leave us...both we had had for 17 years!

A few Guinnea Pigs have gone...we're getting used to death in this house at the moment. The worst was my dad at 56 to the old cardiac arrest...that was 10 years ago this year and it pains me like it was yesterday.

To anyone who loses anyone they care about...[&o]

E · Post by E » Sat Apr 18, 2009 5:13 am

We have a 20+ year old cat that has never liked us and refuses to die. She just yowls every few hours until she's fed more canned food. She's outlasted our other cat (who was great) and two dogs (that were great) and two guinea pigs (that were great). But not to worry, we're getting our revenge in that we got a puppy a few months ago! ...and that really does bring the subject back to war and games in our house!

Zap · Post by **Zap** » Sat Apr 18, 2009 8:12 am

For those who have lost a pet. And the feeling runs deep. You may want to read the book "Rescuing Sprite" by Mark Levin. It helps you walk through the hurting. He shares his feelings after loosing a pet he owned died.

Zap

Greybriar · Post by **Greybriar** » Sat Apr 18, 2009 12:54 pm

Sorry to hear about your cat, Richrd.

When my dog died, a friend of mine sent me a poem that I would like to share:

[center]Beau
by Jimmy Stewart

He never came to me when I would call
Unless I had a tennis ball.
Or he felt like it.
But mostly he didn't come at all.

When he was young
He never learned to heel
Or sit or stay
He did things his way.
Discipline was not his bag
But when you were with him things sure didn't drag.

He'd dig up a rosebush just to spite me,
And when I'd grab him, he'd turn and bite me.
He bit lots of folks from day to day,
The delivery boy was his favorite prey,
The gas man wouldn't read our meter,
He said we owned a real man-eater.

He set the house on fire
But the story's long to tell,
Suffice it to say that he survived
And the house survived as well.

On the evening walks, and Gloria took him,
He was always first out the door.
The Old One and I brought up the rear
Because our bones were sore.

He would charge up the street with Mom hanging on,
What a beautiful pair they were!
And if it was still light and the tourists were out,
They created a bit of a stir.

But every once in a while, he would stop in his tracks
And with a frown on his face look around
It was just to make sure that the Old One was there
And would follow him where he was bound.

We are early-to-bedders at our house --
I guess I'm the first to retire.
And as I'd leave the room he'd look at me
And get up from his place by the fire.

He knew where the tennis balls were upstairs,
And I'd give him one for a while,
He would push it under the bed with his nose
And I'd fish it out with a smile.

And before very long
He'd tire of the ball
And be asleep in his corner
In no time at all.

And there were nights when I'd feel him
Climb upon our bed
And lie between us,
And I'd pat his head.

And there were nights when I'd feel this stare
And I'd wake up and he'd be sitting there
And I'd reach out my hand and stroke his hair.

And sometimes I'd feel him sigh
And I think I know the reason why.
He would wake up at night
And he would have this fear
Of the dark, of life, of lots of things,
And he'd be glad to have me near.

And now he's dead,
And there are nights when I think I feel him
Climb upon our bed and lie between us,
And I pat his head.
And there are nights when I think
I feel that stare
And I reach out my hand to stroke his hair,
But he's not there.

Oh, how I wish that wasn't so,
I'll always love a dog named Beau.[/center]

There is a video of Jimmy Stewart reading the poem on YouTube.

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