Dear Cat/Dog - messages to our pets

Dear Middie .. You have been in doggy heaven for quite a while .,but I still think of you when our strawberries are almost ready to pick , as you used to keep an eye on them in or previous home and used to eat then right off the plant as soon as they were just right.. We have never replaced you with another pet
 
Kadee, when I was a child, we had a Cairn terrier who ate the sour cherries off the bottom branches of the tree, as well as the wild strawberries. He was also partial to apricots.
 

Shalimar said:
Kadee, when I was a child, we had a Cairn terrier who ate the sour cherries off the bottom branches of the tree, as well as the wild strawberries. He was also partial to apricots.
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Middie was a silky Terrier , she also liked chilli's she passed away at 14 years old .. Hubby run over her , however she was deaf: had cataracts...she had always in the past stood back away from the drive way he has never really forgiven himself .,
We had her cremated and sprinkled her ashes in the strawberry patch .
 
Shalimar said:
I hear you, Bob. I still miss my cat Solomon. He raised any kittens we ever had. Gave their mom a night out. Lol. He looked just like a baby fur seal. He has been gone for 16 years, and I miss him still. He lived with us for fifteen wonderful years.
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I remember my sister's male cat letting his sister's kittens nurse on him while she was recovering from her spaying. The kittens were almost fully grown but still wanted to nurse. Mamma came home from the vet in a rather foul mood and smacked any kitten that got anywhere near her. So they turned to their "funny uncle" for comfort. It was pretty funny to see.
 
Dear Bella,

Okay, so I haven't used the pair of cat nail trimmers I bought awhile ago. Seems like a waste of money to just let them sit on the table. But...I'm waiting until you get in the right mood. :waiting:
 
I remember my sister's male cat letting his sister's kittens nurse on him while she was recovering from her spaying. The kittens were almost fully grown but still wanted to nurse. Mamma came home from the vet in a rather foul mood and smacked any kitten that got anywhere near her. So they turned to their "funny uncle" for comfort. It was pretty funny to see.

Isn't that funny, our Caesar was a doting Dad. His intended had her kittens on a blanket in the closet. When Mama got up to use the litter box or get a bite to eat, Caesar would gently tiptoe into the nest. The kittens were sucking fur but it kept them warm and happy. Sometimes he would lay beside them with Mama too. He was a special cat indeed.
 
Woooooo! I just found this!!

Dear Pook and Saav,

I know you think it's funny to hide my things in the litterbox, but REALLY? You want me to hide your stuff in a drawer? I can do that, you know. I have thumbs.

And stop making fun of Tigger. She's a Manx; they don't need tails. Speaking of tails, leave the dog's tail alone. One of these days Lilly will knock you both into next week if you keep it up.

Please don't get all kissy-kissy with me after washing your butt. Seriously.

And what's up with this fascination with the bathtub? Especially when I'm in it? I go there to relax, for Heaven's sake! Gimme a break!

And for the last time, that's MY pillow! You have your own!

But I love you both, you little monsters. You're inspiring, funny, and wonderful. Now go get whatever that is crawling on the floor. I think it's a spider.

Love, Mom
 
Dear Bella,

HISSING? Really? That was totally unnecessary. Just because I tried to play with your paws. And I suppose you didn't like me invading your space by sitting at the foot of the bed, which *I* paid for, btw.

Effective immediately, there will be a "No Hissing" policy. :mad:
 
Dear Sophie,
All apologies about tomorrow night. We will be taking Callie trick or treating because SOMEBODY has become so dog aggressive we can't trust her to come out with us anymore. Dan will be here with you. But the bedroom doors will all be shut very securely. So don't even think about peeing on any beds, or the floor, or the couch. I'm warning you, you are one step away from puppy Depends. Don't blow it.

Dear Callie,
Happy Halloween my handsome man. This year we'll do away with the tutu. Besides degrading your manhood I know it was hard to pee around it. This year you have your Candy Security shirt to keep you warm plus we'll put the hot dog costume on for more layers. You can play with your friend Bella and have everybody tell you how cute you are. Plus your uncle has pizza and yummy treats waiting. Time to party!!!
 
Dear Bella,

Well, it's all set. Your Aunt Rose is coming over Saturday to trim your nails (talons at this stage). I told her about my efforts and we agree that I just don't have the skill/gift or whatever it is that's making the task impossible.

She appreciated the e-card you sent to her for her birthday. That explains the cat hairs on my keyboard.
 
Butterfly said:
Have you got the protective gear all ready (for Aunt Rosa, not Bella)?
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Oh, no. Not necessary. Rose had trimmed Bella's nails many times over the years. And there has never been a problem! (Rose has 3 cats, and she says Bella is easier to deal with than her own cats.) Go figure. :shrug:
 
Dear Bella,

Well, I'm baffled. :confused: Yesterday your Aunt Rose came over and trimmed your nails in the blink of an eye, and you didn't squirm even once. In fact, you were so calm she didn't have to anchor you in the crook of her elbow like she sometimes does. THEN to add insult to injury you allowed her to play and cuddle you. My feelings are a little hurt. :( I don't know what kind of head game you're playing, but I guess the importtant thing is that the deed is done.
 
AC, you need to fool them into thinking this is gonna get done or they are going to die! They can sense fear and hesitation.

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Cats make you work a bit to get their respect, don't they? I kinda like that.
 
AC, you need to fool them into thinking this is gonna get done or they are going to die! They can sense fear and hesitation.

See that's much easier with dogs IMHO. My pups could have me for lunch if these so chose. But from day one I've spoiled them rotten...BUT if you do something that Mommy doesn't like...Mommy will look in your eyes and growl, you always want to keep Mommy happy.
Have you ever yelled at a cat? They laugh at you.

Dear Cupcake,
I want to thank you for being there for me the last few weeks. Being out of work has me down, watching the news too, the holidays I'm not ready for...Unlike the dogs and cats you're just a cuddly little fur ball. I suppose if you were free to roam the house you'd get in as much trouble as they do. But I'm pleased that you're always the first one at the door when I open the cage. Some people see rodents in a bad way. But you and me have something special.
Hugs and purrs and much love,
The Almighty Food Giver Person
 
Bobw235 said:
Dear DJ,
I miss you even after all these years. I miss the scratch at our bedroom door early each morning and how you used to be so petrified of thunderstorms. I miss how you played "goalie" with grapes rolled down the hallway; you never missed one. I miss all the times you would never listen to me, walking and sniffing to your heart's content. I miss how you would sit watching me when I cooked chicken, knowing you'd get a tasty treat. You were a stubborn, incorrigable, loyal and loving companion. Hope you're resting comfortably old girl.
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:cry: Lovely tribute Bobw. I've been through this more times than I care to think about, but I have such wonderful and bittersweet memories of each one I've loved and lost. "If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went". I think that's a Will Rogers quote.
 
Dear Mickey Sue, Lily, Maggie, Hank, Romeo and Tuff, thank you for letting Mack and I live with you in your house. The chores and taxie service keep us busy and the compensation and benefits of kisses and love are generous and welcome. I know that the carpet in your new house is something different than you had before but, it is now a yard, stop peeing on it Lily. You have all been good so Santa is bringing you something and we will have a nice Christmas feast. Love you all!

Merry Christmas to your fur babies from mine!
 

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