good night, Gibs

May your sorrow at losing your beloved Gibby be comforted by the happy
memories you hold in your heart of her life with you and your wife, and the
fact that you gave her a forever home when she so badly needed one long ago.
We like to believe that we will be with our beloved cats again some day,
when we gather them from the foot of the Rainbow Bridge.
www.petloss.com


"Tanada" wrote in message
...
: Lars wrote:
:
: I'm not sure if this is the right place to do this, I'm heart-broken
right
: now, and need to tell someone about the loss of a friend.
:
:
:
:
: This IS the right place to share your loss. We all understand. Purrs
: and hugs to you and your wife and family on the loss of Gibs. She must
: have been a great friend and owner. You were blessed to have known her.
:
: Pam, Rob, and the NC nine

I had never heard of R.B. either till I joined the cat groups
I just read it now thank you Steve, but now I'm crying
My computer was down for a month and I dont think I shed one
tear but now I'm crying every day--- again. It was really
beautiful thanks again Steve Jean P.


Steve Touchstone wrote in message
...
On Mon, 08 Dec 2003 20:52:19 GMT, "Yoj" wrote:

This is definitely the right place to do this. All of us here love
cats, and most of us have lost one or more. Everyone's grief is
different, but we do understand.

Do you know the story of the Rainbow Bridge? Many of us find it
comforting at a time like this. I'm sure someone will send it to you,
or tell you how to find it.

Purrs,
Joy

I hadn't heard of the Rainbow Bridge until I started reading this NG,
looked it up and found a copy at:

http://www.homeranimals.com/rainbow.htm




"Lars" wrote in message
...
I'm not sure if this is the right place to do this, I'm heart-broken
right
now, and need to tell someone about the loss of a friend.

Gibby, a short haired tabby, was my wife and my good friend for the
past 14
years. We met her at the local shelter on Prince Edward Island, she
was
already an adult at that time. It seems that her original elderly
owner
passed away a short while prior, and the lady's family took Gibby in.
The
families dog mistreated her, so she hid under the couch, refused to
leave,
even defecating there in her terror.

When my wife and I went to the shelter, we thought we would like a
kitten.
Gibby caught our attention immediately, sitting, purring and staring.
This
was her first day on the adoption floor after being treated for
serious
malnutrition. Sure, we picked out a couple of kittens for test
cuddling, but
Gib kept staring, no meowing, just a confident look- she knew we were
to
take her home.

Anyone that knows me, knows that I am not the kind to gush and fawn
over a
lost cat, but Gib was our friend. She spent a lot of good years with
us,
being a mentor to Keisha, Wicca and now Gandalf. In fact, Gandalf
washed
Gibs while she was dying, with Gibby needing to be near him for
comfort.

After a relatively quick decline, Gib finally said good-bye today. She
had
the courtesy, and the strength, to wait until I got home from a job I
couldn't get away from. My wife and I sat with her on the couch while
she
passed, now she has a bed amongst the flowers of our gardens, close to
the
gold-finches and blue-jays she watched, beneath the grass she always
liked
to nibble.

If you have taken the time to read to this point, I thank you. By
doing so,
you have helped to remember her. I just can't handle platitudes and
'we all
go some-day' condolences. I figured someone here would understand.

Good night Gibs. Thank you.




--
Steve Touchstone,
faithful servant of Sammy, Little Bit and Rocky

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http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/index.html

On Mon, 08 Dec 2003 20:41:55 GMT, "Lars" wrote:

I'm not sure if this is the right place to do this, I'm heart-broken right
now, and need to tell someone about the loss of a friend.

We most sincerely sympathize with you at the passing of your
beloved Gibby. Through your loving words, we love her too and feel
her loss. We understand. We care.

Jeanne

its hard to let go but remembering the good times helps. i didnt know about
rainbow bridge when silky left but it helps to know she has company.

Cati
"Yoj" wrote in message
...
This is definitely the right place to do this. All of us here love
cats, and most of us have lost one or more. Everyone's grief is
different, but we do understand.

Do you know the story of the Rainbow Bridge? Many of us find it
comforting at a time like this. I'm sure someone will send it to you,
or tell you how to find it.

Purrs,
Joy


"Lars" wrote in message
...
I'm not sure if this is the right place to do this, I'm heart-broken
right
now, and need to tell someone about the loss of a friend.

Gibby, a short haired tabby, was my wife and my good friend for the
past 14
years. We met her at the local shelter on Prince Edward Island, she
was
already an adult at that time. It seems that her original elderly
owner
passed away a short while prior, and the lady's family took Gibby in.
The
families dog mistreated her, so she hid under the couch, refused to
leave,
even defecating there in her terror.

When my wife and I went to the shelter, we thought we would like a
kitten.
Gibby caught our attention immediately, sitting, purring and staring.
This
was her first day on the adoption floor after being treated for
serious
malnutrition. Sure, we picked out a couple of kittens for test
cuddling, but
Gib kept staring, no meowing, just a confident look- she knew we were
to
take her home.

Anyone that knows me, knows that I am not the kind to gush and fawn
over a
lost cat, but Gib was our friend. She spent a lot of good years with
us,
being a mentor to Keisha, Wicca and now Gandalf. In fact, Gandalf
washed
Gibs while she was dying, with Gibby needing to be near him for
comfort.

After a relatively quick decline, Gib finally said good-bye today. She
had
the courtesy, and the strength, to wait until I got home from a job I
couldn't get away from. My wife and I sat with her on the couch while
she
passed, now she has a bed amongst the flowers of our gardens, close to
the
gold-finches and blue-jays she watched, beneath the grass she always
liked
to nibble.

If you have taken the time to read to this point, I thank you. By
doing so,
you have helped to remember her. I just can't handle platitudes and
'we all
go some-day' condolences. I figured someone here would understand.

Good night Gibs. Thank you.






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In article , "Lars"
wrote:


I'm not sure if this is the right place to do this, I'm heart-broken right
now, and need to tell someone about the loss of a friend.

Gibby, a short haired tabby, was my wife and my good friend for the past
14
years. We met her at the local shelter on Prince Edward Island, she was
already an adult at that time. It seems that her original elderly owner
passed away a short while prior, and the lady's family took Gibby in. The
families dog mistreated her, so she hid under the couch, refused to leave,
even defecating there in her terror.

When my wife and I went to the shelter, we thought we would like a kitten.
Gibby caught our attention immediately, sitting, purring and staring. This
was her first day on the adoption floor after being treated for serious
malnutrition. Sure, we picked out a couple of kittens for test cuddling,
but
Gib kept staring, no meowing, just a confident look- she knew we were to
take her home.

Anyone that knows me, knows that I am not the kind to gush and fawn over
a
lost cat, but Gib was our friend. She spent a lot of good years with us,
being a mentor to Keisha, Wicca and now Gandalf. In fact, Gandalf washed
Gibs while she was dying, with Gibby needing to be near him for comfort.

After a relatively quick decline, Gib finally said good-bye today. She
had
the courtesy, and the strength, to wait until I got home from a job I
couldn't get away from. My wife and I sat with her on the couch while she
passed, now she has a bed amongst the flowers of our gardens, close to
the
gold-finches and blue-jays she watched, beneath the grass she always liked
to nibble.

If you have taken the time to read to this point, I thank you. By doing
so,
you have helped to remember her. I just can't handle platitudes and 'we
all
go some-day' condolences. I figured someone here would understand.

Good night Gibs. Thank you.


You're welcome, this is the right place.
Suz
Iron Chef Macmoosette
Thank Heavens There's Only One
=^..^= =^..^= =^..^= =^..^= =^..^= =^..^=

Chocolate heals all wounds.

On Mon, 08 Dec 2003 20:41:55 GMT, "Lars" wrote:

I'm not sure if this is the right place to do this, I'm heart-broken right
now, and need to tell someone about the loss of a friend.

Gibby, a short haired tabby, was my wife and my good friend for the past 14
years. We met her at the local shelter on Prince Edward Island, she was
already an adult at that time. It seems that her original elderly owner
passed away a short while prior, and the lady's family took Gibby in. The
families dog mistreated her, so she hid under the couch, refused to leave,
even defecating there in her terror.

When my wife and I went to the shelter, we thought we would like a kitten.
Gibby caught our attention immediately, sitting, purring and staring. This
was her first day on the adoption floor after being treated for serious
malnutrition. Sure, we picked out a couple of kittens for test cuddling, but
Gib kept staring, no meowing, just a confident look- she knew we were to
take her home.

Anyone that knows me, knows that I am not the kind to gush and fawn over a
lost cat, but Gib was our friend. She spent a lot of good years with us,
being a mentor to Keisha, Wicca and now Gandalf. In fact, Gandalf washed
Gibs while she was dying, with Gibby needing to be near him for comfort.

After a relatively quick decline, Gib finally said good-bye today. She had
the courtesy, and the strength, to wait until I got home from a job I
couldn't get away from. My wife and I sat with her on the couch while she
passed, now she has a bed amongst the flowers of our gardens, close to the
gold-finches and blue-jays she watched, beneath the grass she always liked
to nibble.

If you have taken the time to read to this point, I thank you. By doing so,
you have helped to remember her. I just can't handle platitudes and 'we all
go some-day' condolences. I figured someone here would understand.

Good night Gibs. Thank you.


Thank you for posting this tribute to your Gibs and sharing her story
with us. My heart goes out to you.

Blessings,

Ginger-lyn

"Lars" wrote in message ...
I'm not sure if this is the right place to do this, I'm heart-broken right
now, and need to tell someone about the loss of a friend.

Gibby, a short haired tabby, was my wife and my good friend for the past 14
years.

(snipped for length)

Good night Gibs. Thank you.


Thank you for telling us about your friend Gibby; she was obviously
well-loved during her life, and will be remembered here. Please
accept our sincere condolences for your loss.

------
Krista

Lars wrote:
I'm not sure if this is the right place to do this, I'm heart-broken
right now, and need to tell someone about the loss of a friend.

Of course this is the right place. We all share your loss, I will light a
candle for Gibby. My sincere condolences.
--
Adrian
A House Is Not A Home, Without A Cat.

Lars, I'm so sorry and thats not a platitude
I feel so sad whenever I hear of a cat being
sick or dying I cant help crying, so I must
say how I feel Jean P.
cati wrote in message
...
its hard to let go but remembering the good times helps. i didnt know
about
rainbow bridge when silky left but it helps to know she has company.

Cati
"Yoj" wrote in message
...
This is definitely the right place to do this. All of us here love
cats, and most of us have lost one or more. Everyone's grief is
different, but we do understand.

Do you know the story of the Rainbow Bridge? Many of us find it
comforting at a time like this. I'm sure someone will send it to you,
or tell you how to find it.

Purrs,
Joy


"Lars" wrote in message
...
I'm not sure if this is the right place to do this, I'm heart-broken
right
now, and need to tell someone about the loss of a friend.

Gibby, a short haired tabby, was my wife and my good friend for the
past 14
years. We met her at the local shelter on Prince Edward Island, she
was
already an adult at that time. It seems that her original elderly
owner
passed away a short while prior, and the lady's family took Gibby in.
The
families dog mistreated her, so she hid under the couch, refused to
leave,
even defecating there in her terror.

When my wife and I went to the shelter, we thought we would like a
kitten.
Gibby caught our attention immediately, sitting, purring and staring.
This
was her first day on the adoption floor after being treated for
serious
malnutrition. Sure, we picked out a couple of kittens for test
cuddling, but
Gib kept staring, no meowing, just a confident look- she knew we were
to
take her home.

Anyone that knows me, knows that I am not the kind to gush and fawn
over a
lost cat, but Gib was our friend. She spent a lot of good years with
us,
being a mentor to Keisha, Wicca and now Gandalf. In fact, Gandalf
washed
Gibs while she was dying, with Gibby needing to be near him for
comfort.

After a relatively quick decline, Gib finally said good-bye today. She
had
the courtesy, and the strength, to wait until I got home from a job I
couldn't get away from. My wife and I sat with her on the couch while
she
passed, now she has a bed amongst the flowers of our gardens, close to
the
gold-finches and blue-jays she watched, beneath the grass she always
liked
to nibble.

If you have taken the time to read to this point, I thank you. By
doing so,
you have helped to remember her. I just can't handle platitudes and
'we all
go some-day' condolences. I figured someone here would understand.

Good night Gibs. Thank you.






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