phool loss of pets

The Loss of Dear Friends--Excerpts from Eulogies
Some of these are "six tissue" readings,
so get the box ready BEFORE you click through to complete eulogies.

Chief Bogey
1986-1999
The following was reported from a phool.com visitor:

With profound grief we announce the passing of Chief Ship's Cat Bogey.

Bogey reported aboard as a ship's kitty recruit in 1986, and passed away in his sleep about three hours ago, on 14JAN99.
Chief Bogey sailed on numerous ocean voyages in the Atlantic, and performed superbly in assignments afloat and ashore.
He will be sorely missed.

To mark his passing, the Navy Hymn was sung and the Bosun's Whistle was blown.

Rest in peace, Sailor.

Gabriel Gabriel was Nancy's best friend. She was a Borzoi-Newfoundland cross, dumped on the street as a just-weaned puppy.After about three weeks, she ended up in the Palo Alto, CA, shelter where Nancy found her about eleven years ago. Gabriel was put down in October, '98. It was a hard moment, but not unexpected. Nancy almost lost her two years earlier, so the vet had made it clear that they were on borrowed time. For more on Gabriel's time with Nancy, in her mom's words, click on:

GABRIEL

Daisy Hyacinth
4-10-76 to 6-5-95 In the morning, Daisy would sit on the toilet seat while I showered. As I dried off, I would sing to her and we would blow each other kisses, nose to nose. She actually puckered up, I swear it. At the table, she would sit in the middle of all the plates, trying to sample anything that smelled to her liking. That included Kentucky fried chicken, turkey, spaghetti, and, of course, tuna fish.

Daisy was always very motherly toward Tulip, washing her face for her each morning. I worry that winter will be difficult for Tulip, independent though she is. On cold days, they would huddle close for warmth.

I had Daisy individually cremated and her ashes are now home with her mommy. I miss her more than I ever could have imagined. There is an aching hollow where she curled up against me each night. My mind tells me nothing lives forever. But Daisy, my beloved Daisy, I’m afraid I shall never get over losing you.

Above is an excerpt. For Daisy’s complete eulogy and full-size photo,
please click here:
DAISY HYACINTH

Tulip Wisteria
4-10-76 to 9-3-96 I had thought this would be easier the second time, but I was badly mistaken. During her last months, Tulip needed a lot of attention. I came to understand better what it is to be the mother of a baby who depends on you for everything.

I try to dwell on the happy times--there were so many of them! I remember her little tail raised in the air as she ran perkily up and down the stairs. (She had the cutest little behind!) The way she played with her little red mittens. Mostly what I keep remembering is the first time I saw Tulip in Kindness Kennels. She was the tiniest kitten, all huddled in a little ball. I took her into my palms and thought, “This one really needs me.”

Tulip was my best friend. She was there for me for over twenty years, sleeping under my arm at night. She was my alter ego. Tulip was me reincarnated, only I didn’t have to die for it to happen.

Mommy misses you, Tulip, my Love. I hope you are with your sister, Daisy, somewhere warm and quiet, asleep in one another’s paws. Kisses to both of you.

Above is an excerpt. For Tulip’s complete eulogy and full-size photo,
please click here:
TULIP WISTERIA


The Loss of Dear Friends--Excerpts from Eulogies Some of these are "six tissue" readings, so get the box ready BEFORE you click through to complete eulogies.
Chief Bogey 1986-1999	The following was reported from a phool.com visitor: With profound grief we announce the passing of Chief Ship's Cat Bogey. Bogey reported aboard as a ship's kitty recruit in 1986, and passed away in his sleep about three hours ago, on 14JAN99. Chief Bogey sailed on numerous ocean voyages in the Atlantic, and performed superbly in assignments afloat and ashore. He will be sorely missed. To mark his passing, the Navy Hymn was sung and the Bosun's Whistle was blown. *Rest in peace, Sailor.*
Gabriel	Gabriel was Nancy's best friend. She was a Borzoi-Newfoundland cross, dumped on the street as a just-weaned puppy.After about three weeks, she ended up in the Palo Alto, CA, shelter where Nancy found her about eleven years ago. Gabriel was put down in October, '98. It was a hard moment, but not unexpected. Nancy almost lost her two years earlier, so the vet had made it clear that they were on borrowed time. For more on Gabriel's time with Nancy, in her mom's words, click on: GABRIEL
Daisy Hyacinth 4-10-76 to 6-5-95	In the morning, Daisy would sit on the toilet seat while I showered. As I dried off, I would sing to her and we would blow each other kisses, nose to nose. She actually puckered up, I swear it. At the table, she would sit in the middle of all the plates, trying to sample anything that smelled to her liking. That included Kentucky fried chicken, turkey, spaghetti, and, of course, tuna fish. Daisy was always very motherly toward Tulip, washing her face for her each morning. I worry that winter will be difficult for Tulip, independent though she is. On cold days, they would huddle close for warmth. I had Daisy individually cremated and her ashes are now home with her mommy. I miss her more than I ever could have imagined. There is an aching hollow where she curled up against me each night. My mind tells me nothing lives forever. But Daisy, my beloved Daisy, I’m afraid I shall never get over losing you. Above is an excerpt. For Daisy’s complete eulogy and full-size photo, please click here: DAISY HYACINTH
Tulip Wisteria 4-10-76 to 9-3-96	I had thought this would be easier the second time, but I was badly mistaken. During her last months, Tulip needed a lot of attention. I came to understand better what it is to be the mother of a baby who depends on you for everything. I try to dwell on the happy times--there were so many of them! I remember her little tail raised in the air as she ran perkily up and down the stairs. (She had the cutest little behind!) The way she played with her little red mittens. Mostly what I keep remembering is the first time I saw Tulip in Kindness Kennels. She was the tiniest kitten, all huddled in a little ball. I took her into my palms and thought, “This one really needs me.” Tulip was my best friend. She was there for me for over twenty years, sleeping under my arm at night. She was my alter ego. Tulip was me reincarnated, only I didn’t have to die for it to happen. Mommy misses you, Tulip, my Love. I hope you are with your sister, Daisy, somewhere warm and quiet, asleep in one another’s paws. Kisses to both of you. Above is an excerpt. For Tulip’s complete eulogy and full-size photo, please click here: TULIP WISTERIA