Poem – Missing my Scooby

If you check out my Furry Friends page, you will notice that I wrote an essay on my cat Scooby.    He passed on February 12, 2011.   Scooby lived a great life.

Not just a lap kitty, but he enjoyed hanging out on all parts of the human body.   Quite a talker, he would trot down the hallway through the bedroom like a thoroughbred, vocalizing with “daddy” on the way to the shower.

Scooby was a peacemaker.   The doggie pillow in the living room was popular with all of our cats.   Curled up on the soft pillow, our other two cats would snuggle on either side of Scooby, fur touching.   In his absence, they glared and hissed at each other.   Quite frequently, he would have midnight rendezvous’ with our female cat, and daytime cuddle sessions with our young male cat.

The “wise” one always had my heart.  And soul.

Here is a poem that my father-in-law sent me.  Not sure who the author is, but it is pretty profound.   I cherish it.

At the rising of the sun,

and its going down,

We remember them.

At the blowing of the wind

and in the chill of the winter,

We remember them.

At the opening of the buds

and in the rebirth of springs,

We remember them.

At the rustling of the leaves

and in the beauty of autumn,

We remember them.

At the beginning of the year

and when it ends,

We remember them.

As long as we live,

they too will live.

They are part of us.

We remember them.


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