Radar, my little mischief, is gone

[epona]

I had a dream about Radar a couple of nights ago, it was the first time that happened since he died. It was awful though, the dream was about having him put to sleep. He was laying on a pile of rubbish and the vet was going to come out to visit, and the vet who arrived to do it wasn't our current vet but our old one who sadly passed away due to cancer a few years ago. I guess some folks might find that comforting that their deceased and much loved vet turned up in a dream to take their deceased and much loved cat, like they were going to look after one another or something.

 

[Antonio65]

What a sweet dream!
I think you interpreted it well, they are taking care of one other, it was a way to tell you that after all everything is fine and you have not to worry about.
Hugs!

 

[epona]

I still miss my lovely little Radar every single day. It's been more than 6 months now - I was hoping to come back and share some stories but it still hurts every time I think of him.

 

[di and bob]

It will always hurt, time is the only thing that takes the sharp edges off of grief. Your precious Radar's love is right there with you, let that love guide you to a happier life. He is at peace because of your love, let your heart heal because of his love for you. Don't let his death rule your life, his life was so much more important. You have something that no one else will ever know, Radar's love. A beautiful gift to be treasured and kept alive through your precious memories.....

 

[solomonar]

Once upon a time, Mmbweha (that means "fox" in kiswahili - wild animals have one common name, which is the name of the species, and one secret name, that nobody knows :-)) wandered around the Big Tree, to hunt for her cubs. She does so since the Begining of the Time, in the Green Forest, which happens to to her homeland.

The Mtoto (that means "child" in kiswahili), the white little fox, was particularly cute and Mmbweha took a great care of him, because predators can easily spot Mtoto, being white on green background.

But Nature Law is rigid: one day, Mmbweha saw the little white spot flying in the sky, carried by an Eagle. So the mother cried, and cried and cried cried (that is: "cried a lot"). Her tears made a great River, which still flows in the Green Forest and will do so to the End of Time.

Mmbweha mourned Mtoto in the sunshine, on the Tears riverbanks. It is so painful to lay in hot sun!

The Wise Man saw Mmbweha and He stuck his staff in the riverbank. The staff changed into a willow tree, for the Fox to enjoy the shade.

That is, no matter how hot is the Sun above our heads, there is always a willow tree shade nearby, for the wounded Souls are never alone.

 

[Furballsmom]

for the wounded Souls are never alone.