For Skitter, In Memoriam by Vila SpiderHawk
A lump of sunlight on the
rumbling orange and gold,
yellow eyes devouring butterflies
A fit of laughter turned to
a life of merely fourteen
yet time enough to fatten my
And now we send you to Bastet
into the summer’s glowing
to chase the crickets and the
gold and orange leaves.
Be well, sweet furry friend.
Be happy and free.
We keep our promise.
We release you before you’re
wracked with pain.
It is so much, and yet,
for all the love you gave us day
it’s just a whit.
And it is all that we can do.
A poem for Skitter by Diana
Les chats enrich our lives so
impossible to gauge the gift they bring
It's shown by their soulful eyes, their touch
Accepting our love, and acknowledging
That we belong to them, and so, as such
They allow us to enjoy their company
And permit us to enter their guarded trust
So Skitter has lived and loved your
Your care, her fare, affection you've shown.
baby beginnings 'til now she's grown
become an old, sweet feline crone
She's ready now for that journey
away to parts
your hearth & hearts to bemoan
absence. Yet even though her soul has flown
She'll always be part of a life
Living in memory. Your hearts are her
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 and 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 miss someone very special to them; who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him 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 the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together......." Jo Gray, Author of Cat Tails and Catastrophes
To My Dearest Friend Vila, In Memory Of Your Loving Feline Skitter
A Poem I Found To Honor Dear Departed Skitter....
I Wish Him Blessings of Love and Light on His Journey To The Rainbow Bridge!
They will not go quietly,
the cats who've shared our lives.
In subtle ways they let us know
their spirit still survive.
Old habits still make us think
we hear a meow at the door.
Or step back when we drop
a tasty morsel on the floor.
Our feet still go around the place
the food dish used to be,
And, sometimes, coming home at night,
we miss them terribly.
And although time may bring new friends
and a new food dish to fill,
That one place in our hearts
belongs to them....
and always will.
~ Linda Barnes ~
Skitter was lucky enough to have belonged to a compassionate, Loving Woman who cared for him well!!!! If only all cats had someone like Vila SpiderHawk! What a wonderful life they would have!!!!
With all My Love,
I am not as poetic as your friends on your page (the poem is wonderful), but I did want to convey my feelings. I am so very happy that you were chosen to share your journey with such a beautiful friend as Skitter. She was privileged to be part of your journey as well. I know that the two of you experienced love, sadness, joy, and peace in each others' company and that both your lives were more complete thanks to your partnership on your paths. Goddess Bless, Hugs, Shiro
Your Skitter will be happy now. May I say a few words for your Skitter? 'May the Great Lord and Lady receive you into their care, and may they comfort you and prepare you to be born anew. May the realms of Luna give you all that you desire, and may you find peace and pleasure, and reunion with those who have gone before. Farewell dear Skitter. Blessed Be. Rob Morini
I went your site and viewed all your wonderful pic's of your feline family members. It was beautiful and I cried for your loss and mine. I lost my beloved dog two years ago and I miss her greatly.
Our loss is their gain because my dog was in pain and her life was not what she had once had. I hope she is in a better place but I know she is not in physical pain anymore.
Someone came knocking
On my door one dark night
Looking like a ragamuffin
Lost and so forlorn
With no one to love
And no one loved him.
He became ‘mother’ to two wee kittens
Helping them on their way to a happy life.
His humans were loving
He passed that love on
To the younger ones in the family
Sunshine and meals were the next best thing
To the sunshine coming in through the window
Friends with all the family
He gives baths to a few.
Guarding is his special task
None shall enter without his say ok
He checks his human’s food,
It must be edible, you see.
He came to me last night
Once I had gone to bed
He curled up beside me
His purr was so loud
He shook the bed
His love for you is never ending
As your love for him will continue on
KCJ Windsong, Author of
Healing of the Spirit
& Mind: A Poetic Guide of My Journey
KCJ Windsong © July 29, 2009
May your beloved Skitter be welcomed into the eternal and loving arms of Bastet. Indeed, it feels as though he is already there, and his spirit already running free among the Summerlands of meadows, forests, streams, and many loved ones who have gone before us.
I've put out a call to my cat Rosie to welcome him, and be his friend. Rosie loves to perch herself on a huge old tree trunk in the middle of a Summerland meadow surrounded by forest. Many other furfriends and their humans who have all passed over before us, love to come there and play as well. Rosie keeps loving, watchful eye on all of them; just like she watched over and 'ran' things among our wild and domestic friends on our ranch and the surrounding forest many years ago, lol. Rosie lived to be 17 years old when she lived with us in this mortal incarnation. She will be a great friend for your Skitter, and help to watch over him as well.
Love and Comforting Thoughts, ~Kay
The red rose whispers of passion,
The white rose is pure love.
The red rose is a fire,
The white rose is a dove.
So I will give you a cream white rose,
with a flash of red on the tips,
for the love that is cleanest and purest,
has a kiss of passion on the lips.
This is for you Skitter.
Elena and cats
We are sorry to hear of Skitter's passing. We have enjoyed his love of life and occasional outbursts over the years and feel we could have recognized that face had we walked into your kitchen.
While I am not exactly a fan of revisionist history, I do offer one piece of advice--remember the kitten, the prankster, that ball of occasional attitude. Let go of his pain and suffering. He has.
You loved him well and will surely shed some tears. That's okay, too.
Bill & Melinda
Vila, I am so sorry for your loss. Skitter Boo was always a favorite, walking around with his loud, persistent meows, and being such a sweet friend to the other kitties. Such a charming fellow. Love, gentle hugs to you both, and The Five.
Helen M. Collins
I did not know Skitter personally but I know his human companion, a kind loving person. As long as Skitter lived I know he was well loved and a dear part of the family. May he rest now in the Goddess' arms, run in meadows and chase butterflies.
The worst part about having animal companions is having to let them go and knowing when it is their time. And you definitely knew...it would've been selfish to keep him alive and in pain. You gave him a blessed life and I'm sure he knew it in his own kitty way!
BB Lauren Curtis, Artist
This is actually Skitter’s picture that Deb turned into a comment on one of my “spaces”.
Cats are one of nature's most wondrous animal;, let me correct that, human spirits.
You will never find two with the same characteristics.
One may like to lay on you, almost anywhere on you. Others my sit beside you and rest just their head in your lap. Still, others will just jump in your lap and curl up.
I don't believe we choose them, I believe they choose us. They are a spirit half to us. Knowing us, understanding us, loving us in their own special way.
I remember one of our kitties when I was a child crying on the front porch. "Snoopy-I'm sure embarrassing for him-came right up to me and rubbed his nose on mine. He did not want to see my tears.
When let outside, they will bring you gifts. Field mice, sometimes little birds. It is their nature. A way to say, "Hey, thanks for taking care of me, I love you!" One can not help but smile after the screaming of finding one of these treasures on your doorstep.
The feline, what a companion for us-we need them sometimes more than they need us.
No matter the size or color, male or female, they make their way into our hearts. Even changing those who don't like them into people who will love them back.
Cats share our souls with us and when they leave us it's not unusual to feel that chilly electrically current run through our very souls.
So, rest little friend and visit me in my dreams and one day I know we shall meet again and know each other. This is our sacred bond.
Blessed be the Goddess who has bestowed on us the laughter and love of this beautiful animal.
ie, chia's Phoenix
I am sorry for your loss
AWWWWW...Villa, I am so sorry for your loss....I am sure that Skitter is being well entertained and watched and no doubt he will be visiting you every so often just to say HI and let you know he is still around...watching over you. Cats are very good at making themselves known when they want to be
Hugs and Love.....Selenna
I was so sorry to hear about your poor kitty Skitter. I know it has to be a sad loss for you. I went through the same thing with my kitty Isis over a year ago and I still miss her very much. If your Skitter was anything like my Isis and I believe she was, then she was part of your family and a companion too. It is so hard to make those kinds of decisions but we have to put our friends welfare first. Our kitties are our best friends and confidants. They are always there for us and comfort us and make us laugh among other things. I know the great Goddess Bast has taken Skitter into her fold and is taking good care of her and is honoring her for the wonderful cat she is. Just as in your own way you honor her. I am happy that you have the other kitties there for you so you won't be alone as you work through your loss. May Bast bless you and yours at this time.
Love and Blessings My Dear Friend, Dee
At 2:41pm on July 31, 2009, NYTEWYND© said… AW,THAT'S FUNNY.WHEN MY CAT PASSED I HEARD HIM RUNNING UP AND DOWN THE HALLWAY FOR A FEW NITES.MY KIDS THOUGHT I WAS CRAZY.IT WOKE ME FROM A SOUND SLEEP.WELL NOW I KNOW I WASN'T CRAZY.THANX FOR SHARING UR THOUGHTS HUN.I KNOW HE WILL BE WITH U FOREVER IN SPIRIT.I HAVE MINE IN MY YARD TO KEEP HIM CLOSE.
I'm so sorry, I know first hand how you feel and the pain you feel. Even
though they aren't able to "talk" to us they still _talk_ to us. We see
it in their eye's, each time they grace us with their presence by
jumping up in our laps, and the contented purr with half closed eye's,
they are most assuredly talking. The only thing we don't want to hear
them say is "I have to go". You showed your beloved Skitter just how
much you truly loved him by giving him the gift of release. He knew, and
still knows how much you loved him. That doesn't help the hurt you feel
or the sense of loss, but know that I'm with you and even though I
didn't know him, I will miss him too.
I have a candle going for you and Skitter and asked Danu to catch him up
in her arms and welcome him and see that he finds Bart and Boomer so
that he'll have companions to play with.
All my Love,