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Memorial Service for Mme. Anaïs begins..
a porter twinkles, and silently storrmmee and rosco, oej and stt, chester
and lucy, mh and missy, trudi and jack, and barbi all exit the porter... they find their way to the front of the temple taking their place so they can all gase on the alter and the beautiful picture of their friend and sisfur in paw... they all know their famblee must speak, and they will, but they will wate until efurione else has had their turn... trudi turns to barbi: this is the downside of lofing, butted the upside is so great that its worth it. trudi "Mau, High Priestess - Temple of Bast" wrote in message ... The temple doors swing open. Inside the temple cats have laid out cushions and flowers on the lapis blue floor, polished smooth by millennia of padded feet, incense fills the air. Hercule Lenoir is at the organ, playing Anaïs favorite Bach Tocattas. In the center, on a small table is a picture of Anaïs. Porters twinkle as kitties arrive and file in. In her black robes, Mau arrives at the altar, and all is silent. She black as night herself, her green eyes and the emerald scarab around her neck sparkling. "Meow, my fellow cats! We come together for a sad occasion, our Anaïs has left this mortal coil to now travel to a higher, spiritual place. She was loved by many, including us here at the Temple, but especially her human, who is heartbroken that his little companion is now gone but not forgotten. Anycat who wishes may now come up and meow a few words..." -- Mrrrrrkk, Mau, High Priestess Temple of Bast, Egypt |
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Memorial Service for Mme. Anaïs begins..
Mme. Anais was a furry speshul girlcat. Her brought an element of grace
and elegance and refinement to da Community. Her connections wif cats of importance and substance all around da world brought much richness to da time we all spent together, and her experiences wif da finer things in life allowed all of us to experience those things as well. Mme. Anais obviously loved her human very much, and Unka Serge loved her very much in return. It was allez encouraging to watch just how much they cared for each offur. And I am positive dat the lovely Anais is looking down from da Rainbow Bridge keeping an eye on our Unka Serge. We will miss you, Mme Anais. Sammy |
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Memorial Service for Mme. Anaïs begins..
Booker, Snowflake an Chappy listen to all da wunnerful rememfurances of
Anais, an purr soffly, zo as not to disturb da service. Dey are finking of Unka Serge, an how hard dis must be fur him, an hope dat he memfurz all da gud gud tymes. On 6/4/2011 9:04 AM, Mau, High Priestess - Temple of Bast wrote: The temple doors swing open. Inside the temple cats have laid out cushions and flowers on the lapis blue floor, polished smooth by millennia of padded feet, incense fills the air. Hercule Lenoir is at the organ, playing Anaïs favorite Bach Tocattas. In the center, on a small table is a picture of Anaïs. Porters twinkle as kitties arrive and file in. In her black robes, Mau arrives at the altar, and all is silent. She black as night herself, her green eyes and the emerald scarab around her neck sparkling. "Meow, my fellow cats! We come together for a sad occasion, our Anaïs has left this mortal coil to now travel to a higher, spiritual place. She was loved by many, including us here at the Temple, but especially her human, who is heartbroken that his little companion is now gone but not forgotten. Anycat who wishes may now come up and meow a few words..." |
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Memorial Service for Mme. Anaïs begins..
The house of asher/Grass goes to the front, they stand silently for a few
moments gasing at their friend's pcture then they turn and face the assembled cats. Trudi; We have so much to say about our friend, but it would take longer than it should to do it that way so we have selected some readings to describe the friend we shared and the next adventure she has embarked on and how wonderful the reunion shall be. These readings hopefully will bring you all comfort, human and feline beings alike. Trudi steps back and Chester steps forward and begins: This first reading is of where our friend is waiting for us and how it is there, she will wait for her hoomin and the joy at that time will be overflowing. Until that time the thought of a happy healthy feline waiting hopefully will bring uncle serge comfort and the will to go on and share his life with another his beloved friend will send him. Chester reads: The Rainbow Bridge Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they each miss someone very special, someone who was left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he breaks from the group, flying over the green grass, faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into those trusting eyes, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together... *Author Unknown* Chester steps back and OEJ steps forward: unca Serge, this poem 'splains efurithin ursef already knows, we juzt wanted ursefta know we all unnerstandz juzt how hrd it mite be fur ursef ta gif bak to G*D what hims has so generuslee loaned ursef ta learn what real lofe iz... OEJ then recites: Poem For Cats And God asked the feline spirit Are you ready to come home? Oh, yes, quite so, replied the precious soul And, as a cat, you know I am most able To decide anything for myself. Are you coming then? asked God. Soon, replied the whiskered angel But I must come slowly For my human friends are troubled For you see, they need me, quite certainly. But don't they understand? Asked God That you'll never leave them? That your souls are intertwined. For all eternity? That nothing is created or destroyed? It just is....forever and ever and ever. Eventually they will understand, Replied the glorious cat For I will whisper into their hearts That I am always with them I just am....forever and ever and ever. Author Unknown OEJ steps back and a little white girl steps furwurd and beginsBarbi: unca Serge i kow your precious girl wented faster than ursef would have prefferred butted all kittys go in a way that is suited to their hoomin, so, it is the way it should be, and in the way that is least painful fur ursef, this does not diminish da pain ursef feelz, it juzt means of all the wayz dat a kitty kan go, hersef piked da way dat wuz bezt fur ursef. barbi, who speaks rarely steps bak and is decidedly scared she hasn't 'spressed hersef korrektlee. Storrmmee stepz furwurd and recites: MEMBER OF THE FAMILY What would I do without you, my precious, furry friend?... Part mischief, but all blessings, and faithful to the end! You look at me with eyes of love; you never hold a grudge.... You think I'm far too wonderful to criticize or judge. It seems your greatest joy in life is being close to me... I think God knew how comforting your warm, soft fur would be. I know you think you're human, but I'm glad it isn't true... The world would be a nicer place if folks were more like you! A few short years are all we have; One day we'll have to part... But you, my pet, will always have a place within my heart. - Hope Harrington Kolb As she finishes she stares intently atta unca Serge then says: Urown girlkitty felt dat ursef was da mozt purrfekt hoomin onna earf, I unnerstandz diz beclawz diz iz how i feelz abowt mine furree, she alzo knowed ursef waza smurtezt hoomin efur beclawz ursef liztned when hersef expressed hersf s purfurnce ta come home wif ursef instead of dat ofur kitty... i iz sure dat urown fambily waz wunner wif da two of ursefz init... As Storrmmee steps back MH steps furward and recites without introduction: Heaven Is... A man was riding his horse down a road, his dog padding along by their side.The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that his horse and dog had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He nudged the horse toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?" "This is heaven, sir," the man answered. "Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked. "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man gestured, and the gate began to open. "Can my friends," gesturing downward towards his horse and dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept animals." The man thought a moment and then turned his horse back toward the road and continued the way he had been going. After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. "Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?" "Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there" The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in." "How about my friends here?" the traveler asked. "There should be a bowl and a bucket by the pump." They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashioned hand pump with a bowl and a bucket beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then gave some to the dog while he filled the bucket for his horse. When they all were satisfied, he led his horse back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for them, the dog following faithfully behind. "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked. "This is heaven," was the answer. "Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was heaven, too." "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell." "Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?" "No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they screen out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind." MH finishes his reading and explains: I wanted read this storree beclawz it says dat we will all be togefur agin afur diz life, but it also sayz dat urown furnd hadda 'nuf faif in ursefta know dat ursef wuld nefur leaf hersef behind, dat ursef wuld awayz du whut wuz bezt fur hersef and what wuld make hersef happee, and efin do it waz beree painful fur ursef unca serge, ursef did juzt dat, owr howze iz proud to have known urown kitty, we iz prowd she waaz a memfur of owrz famblee by winkin Mr. Tigerman, anna we iz prowd to know sucha a lofing hoomin az ursef... MH steps back and all six kittys leaf da front and return to der kushinz. "Storrmmee" wrote in message ... a porter twinkles, and silently storrmmee and rosco, oej and stt, chester and lucy, mh and missy, trudi and jack, and barbi all exit the porter... they find their way to the front of the temple taking their place so they can all gase on the alter and the beautiful picture of their friend and sisfur in paw... they all know their famblee must speak, and they will, but they will wate until efurione else has had their turn... trudi turns to barbi: this is the downside of lofing, butted the upside is so great that its worth it. trudi "Mau, High Priestess - Temple of Bast" wrote in message ... The temple doors swing open. Inside the temple cats have laid out cushions and flowers on the lapis blue floor, polished smooth by millennia of padded feet, incense fills the air. Hercule Lenoir is at the organ, playing Anaïs favorite Bach Tocattas. In the center, on a small table is a picture of Anaïs. Porters twinkle as kitties arrive and file in. In her black robes, Mau arrives at the altar, and all is silent. She black as night herself, her green eyes and the emerald scarab around her neck sparkling. "Meow, my fellow cats! We come together for a sad occasion, our Anaïs has left this mortal coil to now travel to a higher, spiritual place. She was loved by many, including us here at the Temple, but especially her human, who is heartbroken that his little companion is now gone but not forgotten. Anycat who wishes may now come up and meow a few words..." -- Mrrrrrkk, Mau, High Priestess Temple of Bast, Egypt |
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Memorial Service for Mme. Anaïs begins..
Da Gramby lubbed da one bout Heaven anna Hell, her sayz dat iz da place her
will go sumday and dat her frenz will be dere, like da Rainbow Bridge. I likez ta fink dat is da way it will bee. Piglett wipeing a tear. "Storrmmee" wrote in message ... The house of asher/Grass goes to the front, they stand silently for a few moments gasing at their friend's pcture then they turn and face the assembled cats. Trudi; We have so much to say about our friend, but it would take longer than it should to do it that way so we have selected some readings to describe the friend we shared and the next adventure she has embarked on and how wonderful the reunion shall be. These readings hopefully will bring you all comfort, human and feline beings alike. Trudi steps back and Chester steps forward and begins: This first reading is of where our friend is waiting for us and how it is there, she will wait for her hoomin and the joy at that time will be overflowing. Until that time the thought of a happy healthy feline waiting hopefully will bring uncle serge comfort and the will to go on and share his life with another his beloved friend will send him. Chester reads: The Rainbow Bridge Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they each miss someone very special, someone who was left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he breaks from the group, flying over the green grass, faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into those trusting eyes, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together... *Author Unknown* Chester steps back and OEJ steps forward: unca Serge, this poem 'splains efurithin ursef already knows, we juzt wanted ursefta know we all unnerstandz juzt how hrd it mite be fur ursef ta gif bak to G*D what hims has so generuslee loaned ursef ta learn what real lofe iz... OEJ then recites: Poem For Cats And God asked the feline spirit Are you ready to come home? Oh, yes, quite so, replied the precious soul And, as a cat, you know I am most able To decide anything for myself. Are you coming then? asked God. Soon, replied the whiskered angel But I must come slowly For my human friends are troubled For you see, they need me, quite certainly. But don't they understand? Asked God That you'll never leave them? That your souls are intertwined. For all eternity? That nothing is created or destroyed? It just is....forever and ever and ever. Eventually they will understand, Replied the glorious cat For I will whisper into their hearts That I am always with them I just am....forever and ever and ever. Author Unknown OEJ steps back and a little white girl steps furwurd and beginsBarbi: unca Serge i kow your precious girl wented faster than ursef would have prefferred butted all kittys go in a way that is suited to their hoomin, so, it is the way it should be, and in the way that is least painful fur ursef, this does not diminish da pain ursef feelz, it juzt means of all the wayz dat a kitty kan go, hersef piked da way dat wuz bezt fur ursef. barbi, who speaks rarely steps bak and is decidedly scared she hasn't 'spressed hersef korrektlee. Storrmmee stepz furwurd and recites: MEMBER OF THE FAMILY What would I do without you, my precious, furry friend?... Part mischief, but all blessings, and faithful to the end! You look at me with eyes of love; you never hold a grudge.... You think I'm far too wonderful to criticize or judge. It seems your greatest joy in life is being close to me... I think God knew how comforting your warm, soft fur would be. I know you think you're human, but I'm glad it isn't true... The world would be a nicer place if folks were more like you! A few short years are all we have; One day we'll have to part... But you, my pet, will always have a place within my heart. - Hope Harrington Kolb As she finishes she stares intently atta unca Serge then says: Urown girlkitty felt dat ursef was da mozt purrfekt hoomin onna earf, I unnerstandz diz beclawz diz iz how i feelz abowt mine furree, she alzo knowed ursef waza smurtezt hoomin efur beclawz ursef liztned when hersef expressed hersf s purfurnce ta come home wif ursef instead of dat ofur kitty... i iz sure dat urown fambily waz wunner wif da two of ursefz init... As Storrmmee steps back MH steps furward and recites without introduction: Heaven Is... A man was riding his horse down a road, his dog padding along by their side.The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that his horse and dog had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He nudged the horse toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?" "This is heaven, sir," the man answered. "Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked. "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man gestured, and the gate began to open. "Can my friends," gesturing downward towards his horse and dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept animals." The man thought a moment and then turned his horse back toward the road and continued the way he had been going. After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. "Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?" "Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there" The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in." "How about my friends here?" the traveler asked. "There should be a bowl and a bucket by the pump." They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashioned hand pump with a bowl and a bucket beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then gave some to the dog while he filled the bucket for his horse. When they all were satisfied, he led his horse back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for them, the dog following faithfully behind. "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked. "This is heaven," was the answer. "Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was heaven, too." "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell." "Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?" "No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they screen out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind." MH finishes his reading and explains: I wanted read this storree beclawz it says dat we will all be togefur agin afur diz life, but it also sayz dat urown furnd hadda 'nuf faif in ursefta know dat ursef wuld nefur leaf hersef behind, dat ursef wuld awayz du whut wuz bezt fur hersef and what wuld make hersef happee, and efin do it waz beree painful fur ursef unca serge, ursef did juzt dat, owr howze iz proud to have known urown kitty, we iz prowd she waaz a memfur of owrz famblee by winkin Mr. Tigerman, anna we iz prowd to know sucha a lofing hoomin az ursef... MH steps back and all six kittys leaf da front and return to der kushinz. "Storrmmee" wrote in message ... a porter twinkles, and silently storrmmee and rosco, oej and stt, chester and lucy, mh and missy, trudi and jack, and barbi all exit the porter... they find their way to the front of the temple taking their place so they can all gase on the alter and the beautiful picture of their friend and sisfur in paw... they all know their famblee must speak, and they will, but they will wate until efurione else has had their turn... trudi turns to barbi: this is the downside of lofing, butted the upside is so great that its worth it. trudi "Mau, High Priestess - Temple of Bast" wrote in message ... The temple doors swing open. Inside the temple cats have laid out cushions and flowers on the lapis blue floor, polished smooth by millennia of padded feet, incense fills the air. Hercule Lenoir is at the organ, playing Anaïs favorite Bach Tocattas. In the center, on a small table is a picture of Anaïs. Porters twinkle as kitties arrive and file in. In her black robes, Mau arrives at the altar, and all is silent. She black as night herself, her green eyes and the emerald scarab around her neck sparkling. "Meow, my fellow cats! We come together for a sad occasion, our Anaïs has left this mortal coil to now travel to a higher, spiritual place. She was loved by many, including us here at the Temple, but especially her human, who is heartbroken that his little companion is now gone but not forgotten. Anycat who wishes may now come up and meow a few words..." -- Mrrrrrkk, Mau, High Priestess Temple of Bast, Egypt |
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Memorial Service for Mme. Anaïs begins..
barbi leans close to her friend... i sure hopez i did ok, i getted so
nurbouz i pulled owt some furz on mine side, barbi, who beleefz inna nezt step fur efuree bein "Gramby" wrote in message ... Da Gramby lubbed da one bout Heaven anna Hell, her sayz dat iz da place her will go sumday and dat her frenz will be dere, like da Rainbow Bridge. I likez ta fink dat is da way it will bee. Piglett wipeing a tear. "Storrmmee" wrote in message ... The house of asher/Grass goes to the front, they stand silently for a few moments gasing at their friend's pcture then they turn and face the assembled cats. Trudi; We have so much to say about our friend, but it would take longer than it should to do it that way so we have selected some readings to describe the friend we shared and the next adventure she has embarked on and how wonderful the reunion shall be. These readings hopefully will bring you all comfort, human and feline beings alike. Trudi steps back and Chester steps forward and begins: This first reading is of where our friend is waiting for us and how it is there, she will wait for her hoomin and the joy at that time will be overflowing. Until that time the thought of a happy healthy feline waiting hopefully will bring uncle serge comfort and the will to go on and share his life with another his beloved friend will send him. Chester reads: The Rainbow Bridge Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they each miss someone very special, someone who was left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he breaks from the group, flying over the green grass, faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into those trusting eyes, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together... *Author Unknown* Chester steps back and OEJ steps forward: unca Serge, this poem 'splains efurithin ursef already knows, we juzt wanted ursefta know we all unnerstandz juzt how hrd it mite be fur ursef ta gif bak to G*D what hims has so generuslee loaned ursef ta learn what real lofe iz... OEJ then recites: Poem For Cats And God asked the feline spirit Are you ready to come home? Oh, yes, quite so, replied the precious soul And, as a cat, you know I am most able To decide anything for myself. Are you coming then? asked God. Soon, replied the whiskered angel But I must come slowly For my human friends are troubled For you see, they need me, quite certainly. But don't they understand? Asked God That you'll never leave them? That your souls are intertwined. For all eternity? That nothing is created or destroyed? It just is....forever and ever and ever. Eventually they will understand, Replied the glorious cat For I will whisper into their hearts That I am always with them I just am....forever and ever and ever. Author Unknown OEJ steps back and a little white girl steps furwurd and beginsBarbi: unca Serge i kow your precious girl wented faster than ursef would have prefferred butted all kittys go in a way that is suited to their hoomin, so, it is the way it should be, and in the way that is least painful fur ursef, this does not diminish da pain ursef feelz, it juzt means of all the wayz dat a kitty kan go, hersef piked da way dat wuz bezt fur ursef. barbi, who speaks rarely steps bak and is decidedly scared she hasn't 'spressed hersef korrektlee. Storrmmee stepz furwurd and recites: MEMBER OF THE FAMILY What would I do without you, my precious, furry friend?... Part mischief, but all blessings, and faithful to the end! You look at me with eyes of love; you never hold a grudge.... You think I'm far too wonderful to criticize or judge. It seems your greatest joy in life is being close to me... I think God knew how comforting your warm, soft fur would be. I know you think you're human, but I'm glad it isn't true... The world would be a nicer place if folks were more like you! A few short years are all we have; One day we'll have to part... But you, my pet, will always have a place within my heart. - Hope Harrington Kolb As she finishes she stares intently atta unca Serge then says: Urown girlkitty felt dat ursef was da mozt purrfekt hoomin onna earf, I unnerstandz diz beclawz diz iz how i feelz abowt mine furree, she alzo knowed ursef waza smurtezt hoomin efur beclawz ursef liztned when hersef expressed hersf s purfurnce ta come home wif ursef instead of dat ofur kitty... i iz sure dat urown fambily waz wunner wif da two of ursefz init... As Storrmmee steps back MH steps furward and recites without introduction: Heaven Is... A man was riding his horse down a road, his dog padding along by their side.The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that his horse and dog had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He nudged the horse toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?" "This is heaven, sir," the man answered. "Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked. "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man gestured, and the gate began to open. "Can my friends," gesturing downward towards his horse and dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept animals." The man thought a moment and then turned his horse back toward the road and continued the way he had been going. After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. "Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?" "Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there" The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in." "How about my friends here?" the traveler asked. "There should be a bowl and a bucket by the pump." They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashioned hand pump with a bowl and a bucket beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then gave some to the dog while he filled the bucket for his horse. When they all were satisfied, he led his horse back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for them, the dog following faithfully behind. "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked. "This is heaven," was the answer. "Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was heaven, too." "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell." "Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?" "No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they screen out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind." MH finishes his reading and explains: I wanted read this storree beclawz it says dat we will all be togefur agin afur diz life, but it also sayz dat urown furnd hadda 'nuf faif in ursefta know dat ursef wuld nefur leaf hersef behind, dat ursef wuld awayz du whut wuz bezt fur hersef and what wuld make hersef happee, and efin do it waz beree painful fur ursef unca serge, ursef did juzt dat, owr howze iz proud to have known urown kitty, we iz prowd she waaz a memfur of owrz famblee by winkin Mr. Tigerman, anna we iz prowd to know sucha a lofing hoomin az ursef... MH steps back and all six kittys leaf da front and return to der kushinz. "Storrmmee" wrote in message ... a porter twinkles, and silently storrmmee and rosco, oej and stt, chester and lucy, mh and missy, trudi and jack, and barbi all exit the porter... they find their way to the front of the temple taking their place so they can all gase on the alter and the beautiful picture of their friend and sisfur in paw... they all know their famblee must speak, and they will, but they will wate until efurione else has had their turn... trudi turns to barbi: this is the downside of lofing, butted the upside is so great that its worth it. trudi "Mau, High Priestess - Temple of Bast" wrote in message ... The temple doors swing open. Inside the temple cats have laid out cushions and flowers on the lapis blue floor, polished smooth by millennia of padded feet, incense fills the air. Hercule Lenoir is at the organ, playing Anaïs favorite Bach Tocattas. In the center, on a small table is a picture of Anaïs. Porters twinkle as kitties arrive and file in. In her black robes, Mau arrives at the altar, and all is silent. She black as night herself, her green eyes and the emerald scarab around her neck sparkling. "Meow, my fellow cats! We come together for a sad occasion, our Anaïs has left this mortal coil to now travel to a higher, spiritual place. She was loved by many, including us here at the Temple, but especially her human, who is heartbroken that his little companion is now gone but not forgotten. Anycat who wishes may now come up and meow a few words..." -- Mrrrrrkk, Mau, High Priestess Temple of Bast, Egypt |
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Memorial Service for Mme. Anaïs begins..
U did finez. It is hardt ta tell sumone u lubz dem and karez for dem effen
when dem iz frenz u neffer mett and when dem iz hurtink. Da peoplez here knowz diz so u did jus fine. "Storrmmee" wrote in message ... barbi leans close to her friend... i sure hopez i did ok, i getted so nurbouz i pulled owt some furz on mine side, barbi, who beleefz inna nezt step fur efuree bein "Gramby" wrote in message ... Da Gramby lubbed da one bout Heaven anna Hell, her sayz dat iz da place her will go sumday and dat her frenz will be dere, like da Rainbow Bridge. I likez ta fink dat is da way it will bee. Piglett wipeing a tear. "Storrmmee" wrote in message ... The house of asher/Grass goes to the front, they stand silently for a few moments gasing at their friend's pcture then they turn and face the assembled cats. Trudi; We have so much to say about our friend, but it would take longer than it should to do it that way so we have selected some readings to describe the friend we shared and the next adventure she has embarked on and how wonderful the reunion shall be. These readings hopefully will bring you all comfort, human and feline beings alike. Trudi steps back and Chester steps forward and begins: This first reading is of where our friend is waiting for us and how it is there, she will wait for her hoomin and the joy at that time will be overflowing. Until that time the thought of a happy healthy feline waiting hopefully will bring uncle serge comfort and the will to go on and share his life with another his beloved friend will send him. Chester reads: The Rainbow Bridge Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they each miss someone very special, someone who was left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he breaks from the group, flying over the green grass, faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into those trusting eyes, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together... *Author Unknown* Chester steps back and OEJ steps forward: unca Serge, this poem 'splains efurithin ursef already knows, we juzt wanted ursefta know we all unnerstandz juzt how hrd it mite be fur ursef ta gif bak to G*D what hims has so generuslee loaned ursef ta learn what real lofe iz... OEJ then recites: Poem For Cats And God asked the feline spirit Are you ready to come home? Oh, yes, quite so, replied the precious soul And, as a cat, you know I am most able To decide anything for myself. Are you coming then? asked God. Soon, replied the whiskered angel But I must come slowly For my human friends are troubled For you see, they need me, quite certainly. But don't they understand? Asked God That you'll never leave them? That your souls are intertwined. For all eternity? That nothing is created or destroyed? It just is....forever and ever and ever. Eventually they will understand, Replied the glorious cat For I will whisper into their hearts That I am always with them I just am....forever and ever and ever. Author Unknown OEJ steps back and a little white girl steps furwurd and beginsBarbi: unca Serge i kow your precious girl wented faster than ursef would have prefferred butted all kittys go in a way that is suited to their hoomin, so, it is the way it should be, and in the way that is least painful fur ursef, this does not diminish da pain ursef feelz, it juzt means of all the wayz dat a kitty kan go, hersef piked da way dat wuz bezt fur ursef. barbi, who speaks rarely steps bak and is decidedly scared she hasn't 'spressed hersef korrektlee. Storrmmee stepz furwurd and recites: MEMBER OF THE FAMILY What would I do without you, my precious, furry friend?... Part mischief, but all blessings, and faithful to the end! You look at me with eyes of love; you never hold a grudge.... You think I'm far too wonderful to criticize or judge. It seems your greatest joy in life is being close to me... I think God knew how comforting your warm, soft fur would be. I know you think you're human, but I'm glad it isn't true... The world would be a nicer place if folks were more like you! A few short years are all we have; One day we'll have to part... But you, my pet, will always have a place within my heart. - Hope Harrington Kolb As she finishes she stares intently atta unca Serge then says: Urown girlkitty felt dat ursef was da mozt purrfekt hoomin onna earf, I unnerstandz diz beclawz diz iz how i feelz abowt mine furree, she alzo knowed ursef waza smurtezt hoomin efur beclawz ursef liztned when hersef expressed hersf s purfurnce ta come home wif ursef instead of dat ofur kitty... i iz sure dat urown fambily waz wunner wif da two of ursefz init... As Storrmmee steps back MH steps furward and recites without introduction: Heaven Is... A man was riding his horse down a road, his dog padding along by their side.The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that his horse and dog had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He nudged the horse toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?" "This is heaven, sir," the man answered. "Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked. "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man gestured, and the gate began to open. "Can my friends," gesturing downward towards his horse and dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept animals." The man thought a moment and then turned his horse back toward the road and continued the way he had been going. After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. "Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?" "Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there" The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in." "How about my friends here?" the traveler asked. "There should be a bowl and a bucket by the pump." They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashioned hand pump with a bowl and a bucket beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then gave some to the dog while he filled the bucket for his horse. When they all were satisfied, he led his horse back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for them, the dog following faithfully behind. "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked. "This is heaven," was the answer. "Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was heaven, too." "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell." "Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?" "No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they screen out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind." MH finishes his reading and explains: I wanted read this storree beclawz it says dat we will all be togefur agin afur diz life, but it also sayz dat urown furnd hadda 'nuf faif in ursefta know dat ursef wuld nefur leaf hersef behind, dat ursef wuld awayz du whut wuz bezt fur hersef and what wuld make hersef happee, and efin do it waz beree painful fur ursef unca serge, ursef did juzt dat, owr howze iz proud to have known urown kitty, we iz prowd she waaz a memfur of owrz famblee by winkin Mr. Tigerman, anna we iz prowd to know sucha a lofing hoomin az ursef... MH steps back and all six kittys leaf da front and return to der kushinz. "Storrmmee" wrote in message ... a porter twinkles, and silently storrmmee and rosco, oej and stt, chester and lucy, mh and missy, trudi and jack, and barbi all exit the porter... they find their way to the front of the temple taking their place so they can all gase on the alter and the beautiful picture of their friend and sisfur in paw... they all know their famblee must speak, and they will, but they will wate until efurione else has had their turn... trudi turns to barbi: this is the downside of lofing, butted the upside is so great that its worth it. trudi "Mau, High Priestess - Temple of Bast" wrote in message ... The temple doors swing open. Inside the temple cats have laid out cushions and flowers on the lapis blue floor, polished smooth by millennia of padded feet, incense fills the air. Hercule Lenoir is at the organ, playing Anaïs favorite Bach Tocattas. In the center, on a small table is a picture of Anaïs. Porters twinkle as kitties arrive and file in. In her black robes, Mau arrives at the altar, and all is silent. She black as night herself, her green eyes and the emerald scarab around her neck sparkling. "Meow, my fellow cats! We come together for a sad occasion, our Anaïs has left this mortal coil to now travel to a higher, spiritual place. She was loved by many, including us here at the Temple, but especially her human, who is heartbroken that his little companion is now gone but not forgotten. Anycat who wishes may now come up and meow a few words..." -- Mrrrrrkk, Mau, High Priestess Temple of Bast, Egypt |
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Memorial Service for Mme. Anaïs begins..
barbi breefza sigh of reeleef and qwits pulling at herown furz
"Gramby" wrote in message ... U did finez. It is hardt ta tell sumone u lubz dem and karez for dem effen when dem iz frenz u neffer mett and when dem iz hurtink. Da peoplez here knowz diz so u did jus fine. "Storrmmee" wrote in message ... barbi leans close to her friend... i sure hopez i did ok, i getted so nurbouz i pulled owt some furz on mine side, barbi, who beleefz inna nezt step fur efuree bein "Gramby" wrote in message ... Da Gramby lubbed da one bout Heaven anna Hell, her sayz dat iz da place her will go sumday and dat her frenz will be dere, like da Rainbow Bridge. I likez ta fink dat is da way it will bee. Piglett wipeing a tear. "Storrmmee" wrote in message ... The house of asher/Grass goes to the front, they stand silently for a few moments gasing at their friend's pcture then they turn and face the assembled cats. Trudi; We have so much to say about our friend, but it would take longer than it should to do it that way so we have selected some readings to describe the friend we shared and the next adventure she has embarked on and how wonderful the reunion shall be. These readings hopefully will bring you all comfort, human and feline beings alike. Trudi steps back and Chester steps forward and begins: This first reading is of where our friend is waiting for us and how it is there, she will wait for her hoomin and the joy at that time will be overflowing. Until that time the thought of a happy healthy feline waiting hopefully will bring uncle serge comfort and the will to go on and share his life with another his beloved friend will send him. Chester reads: The Rainbow Bridge Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they each miss someone very special, someone who was left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he breaks from the group, flying over the green grass, faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into those trusting eyes, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together... *Author Unknown* Chester steps back and OEJ steps forward: unca Serge, this poem 'splains efurithin ursef already knows, we juzt wanted ursefta know we all unnerstandz juzt how hrd it mite be fur ursef ta gif bak to G*D what hims has so generuslee loaned ursef ta learn what real lofe iz... OEJ then recites: Poem For Cats And God asked the feline spirit Are you ready to come home? Oh, yes, quite so, replied the precious soul And, as a cat, you know I am most able To decide anything for myself. Are you coming then? asked God. Soon, replied the whiskered angel But I must come slowly For my human friends are troubled For you see, they need me, quite certainly. But don't they understand? Asked God That you'll never leave them? That your souls are intertwined. For all eternity? That nothing is created or destroyed? It just is....forever and ever and ever. Eventually they will understand, Replied the glorious cat For I will whisper into their hearts That I am always with them I just am....forever and ever and ever. Author Unknown OEJ steps back and a little white girl steps furwurd and beginsBarbi: unca Serge i kow your precious girl wented faster than ursef would have prefferred butted all kittys go in a way that is suited to their hoomin, so, it is the way it should be, and in the way that is least painful fur ursef, this does not diminish da pain ursef feelz, it juzt means of all the wayz dat a kitty kan go, hersef piked da way dat wuz bezt fur ursef. barbi, who speaks rarely steps bak and is decidedly scared she hasn't 'spressed hersef korrektlee. Storrmmee stepz furwurd and recites: MEMBER OF THE FAMILY What would I do without you, my precious, furry friend?... Part mischief, but all blessings, and faithful to the end! You look at me with eyes of love; you never hold a grudge.... You think I'm far too wonderful to criticize or judge. It seems your greatest joy in life is being close to me... I think God knew how comforting your warm, soft fur would be. I know you think you're human, but I'm glad it isn't true... The world would be a nicer place if folks were more like you! A few short years are all we have; One day we'll have to part... But you, my pet, will always have a place within my heart. - Hope Harrington Kolb As she finishes she stares intently atta unca Serge then says: Urown girlkitty felt dat ursef was da mozt purrfekt hoomin onna earf, I unnerstandz diz beclawz diz iz how i feelz abowt mine furree, she alzo knowed ursef waza smurtezt hoomin efur beclawz ursef liztned when hersef expressed hersf s purfurnce ta come home wif ursef instead of dat ofur kitty... i iz sure dat urown fambily waz wunner wif da two of ursefz init... As Storrmmee steps back MH steps furward and recites without introduction: Heaven Is... A man was riding his horse down a road, his dog padding along by their side.The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that his horse and dog had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He nudged the horse toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?" "This is heaven, sir," the man answered. "Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked. "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man gestured, and the gate began to open. "Can my friends," gesturing downward towards his horse and dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept animals." The man thought a moment and then turned his horse back toward the road and continued the way he had been going. After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. "Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?" "Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there" The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in." "How about my friends here?" the traveler asked. "There should be a bowl and a bucket by the pump." They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashioned hand pump with a bowl and a bucket beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then gave some to the dog while he filled the bucket for his horse. When they all were satisfied, he led his horse back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for them, the dog following faithfully behind. "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked. "This is heaven," was the answer. "Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was heaven, too." "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell." "Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?" "No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they screen out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind." MH finishes his reading and explains: I wanted read this storree beclawz it says dat we will all be togefur agin afur diz life, but it also sayz dat urown furnd hadda 'nuf faif in ursefta know dat ursef wuld nefur leaf hersef behind, dat ursef wuld awayz du whut wuz bezt fur hersef and what wuld make hersef happee, and efin do it waz beree painful fur ursef unca serge, ursef did juzt dat, owr howze iz proud to have known urown kitty, we iz prowd she waaz a memfur of owrz famblee by winkin Mr. Tigerman, anna we iz prowd to know sucha a lofing hoomin az ursef... MH steps back and all six kittys leaf da front and return to der kushinz. "Storrmmee" wrote in message ... a porter twinkles, and silently storrmmee and rosco, oej and stt, chester and lucy, mh and missy, trudi and jack, and barbi all exit the porter... they find their way to the front of the temple taking their place so they can all gase on the alter and the beautiful picture of their friend and sisfur in paw... they all know their famblee must speak, and they will, but they will wate until efurione else has had their turn... trudi turns to barbi: this is the downside of lofing, butted the upside is so great that its worth it. trudi "Mau, High Priestess - Temple of Bast" wrote in message ... The temple doors swing open. Inside the temple cats have laid out cushions and flowers on the lapis blue floor, polished smooth by millennia of padded feet, incense fills the air. Hercule Lenoir is at the organ, playing Anaïs favorite Bach Tocattas. In the center, on a small table is a picture of Anaïs. Porters twinkle as kitties arrive and file in. In her black robes, Mau arrives at the altar, and all is silent. She black as night herself, her green eyes and the emerald scarab around her neck sparkling. "Meow, my fellow cats! We come together for a sad occasion, our Anaïs has left this mortal coil to now travel to a higher, spiritual place. She was loved by many, including us here at the Temple, but especially her human, who is heartbroken that his little companion is now gone but not forgotten. Anycat who wishes may now come up and meow a few words..." -- Mrrrrrkk, Mau, High Priestess Temple of Bast, Egypt |
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Memorial Service for Mme. Anaïs begins..
"Mau, High Priestess - Temple of Bast" wrote in message ... The temple doors swing open. Inside the temple cats have laid out cushions and flowers on the lapis blue floor, polished smooth by millennia of padded feet, incense fills the air. Hercule Lenoir is at the organ, playing Anaïs favorite Bach Tocattas. In the center, on a small table is a picture of Anaïs. Porters twinkle as kitties arrive and file in. In her black robes, Mau arrives at the altar, and all is silent. She black as night herself, her green eyes and the emerald scarab around her neck sparkling. "Meow, my fellow cats! We come together for a sad occasion, our Anaïs has left this mortal coil to now travel to a higher, spiritual place. She was loved by many, including us here at the Temple, but especially her human, who is heartbroken that his little companion is now gone but not forgotten. Anycat who wishes may now come up and meow a few words..." Mosey ports tew Skotland n pix up da Gordon Kitties n bringz dem bak tew da Service Sukie stands up n sez We awl luffed Mme Anais Vury mutch n we misses huerownself cuz hur wuz ulwayz sew nise tew usses wen wee gotted heer. Hab uh bonney tyme at da Bridge wiff yer wink Mme Asais Harry n Jack sit dere wiff teerz in dere eyes. Den da saownd uff bagpipes kan beh hurd in da dizdanse. Luffs, The Gordon Kitties -- Mrrrrrkk, Mau, High Priestess Temple of Bast, Egypt |
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Mau returns to the lectern and softly meows: Let us all remember that our lives on this earth are as variable as the moon, waxing and waning: all is well, then there is misfortune, then all is well again! It is the cycle of life, and always remember that no matter how dark things seem, they will brighten again. My fellow cats, you have all spoken beautiful and loving words; now we must say goodbye to our friend Anaïs. Anaïs, you were a wonderful and beautiful creature; we, your friends must say "Goodbye" for now. May Peace, and Light shine on you on the other side of the Bridge. Mau picks up the emerald-cover orb in her paw, shakes it high and out of it pour thousands of little points of light, all rising to the ceiling of the Temple. For a brief second the points converge into the image of a Persian girl, her paw raised, waving goodbye. Then the points of light slowly descend on the cats gathered there. My fellow cats, I bless you in the name of Bast with all that is good; go forth in peace and love and live long and prosperous lives! [The organ plays as cats file out] -- Mrrrrrkk, Mau, High Priestess Temple of Bast, Egypt |
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