They will not go quietly,
the cats who've shared our lives.
In subtle ways they let us know
their spirit still survives.
Old habits still make us think
we hear a meow at the door.
Or step back when we drop
a tasty morsel on the floor.
Our feet still go around the place
the food dish used to be,
And, sometimes, coming home at night,
we miss them terribly.
And although time may bring new friends
and a new food dish to fill,
That one place in our hearts
belongs to them. . . and always will.
One of my bf's cat : Romeo, passed away today. Suffered from colon cancer and was in coma. The doctor put him to sleep so he doesn't have to suffer from his pain any longer. Rest in peace Romeo.
Until one has loved an animal,
a part of one's soul remains unawakened.
~ Anatole France
