Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Farewell, sweet Yellow Cat...

Our beloved Yellow Cat crossed over the Rainbow Bridge on Tuesday. 

We were not expecting to lose him, so finding out that a silent illness had sapped him of his strength and very lifeblood was a horrible blow. It is never easy to say goodbye; it is especially difficult to bid farewell to a soul as gentle as Yellow Cat.

I remember when he first started to hang out around our house years ago. He would show up from time to time, disappear, then reappear. We'd say, "There's that yellow cat again," and when he started coming closer and we'd feed him, we'd simply call him Yellow Cat.

When he finally became part of our home, after showing up during a blizzard, the name just stuck.

We never knew exactly how old he was, since he had come to us as an adult.
Yellow Cat had a penchant for sitting around with his tongue sticking out a bit -- just part of his special,  gentle personality. He was a lover, not a fighter. He sought out laps, loved to be petted, enjoyed soft pillows and gentle touches.

Yellow Cat was such a sweet, old soul. Each of our cats is precious in his or her own way, and each one is an individual. Having many does not mean we do not mourn the loss of each one when his or her  time comes. There are not enough words to capture his personality and all that he meant to us over the years.
He soothed many of our sorrows, brightened our days, prompted us to laugh and, in the end, to shed many tears.

The need to help Yellow Cat cross the Rainbow Bridge was horribly painful. The knowledge that he is at peace and with his feline brothers and sisters helps a bit.
Sweet, sweet boy, we will never forget you.
Thank you for enriching our lives...

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Welcome September...

It's finally September 1, and even though it was about 90 again today, I have hope that autumn is approaching.
And who needs more proof than this?

Yes, I was at a local thrift store today and spotted this gem. It's apparently an all-purpose fall decoration. The cowboy riding the turkey (Thanksgiving) appears to have a pumpkin head (Halloween). And what says autumn more than a turkey in cowboy boots?
I passed on purchasing this, something I am SURE to regret, but had to share it with you.

Last evening, August 31, was the blue moon, of course -- you know, when we have two full moons in one month. I only had my iPhone handy, but captured a few photos. They aren't professional, to say the least, but here are two of them.

It seems a fitting salute to the very hot month we've just endured.

Now, with September here, PLEASE grant us some cooler days and chilly nights.
I, for one, am more than ready to see some autumn hues again!