Tribyoot to Spike & Stormy, House of Hamilton

That was beautiful, Tess. Spike & Stormy were Kitty Schottland's &
Capt. Midnight's first Sekrit Santa. We still have the picture Auntie
Margaret sent, and we put it up efurry Kissamouse.

Lilith Kitten-Mahoney, Age 4
Chief Tabby In Residence
Official Document Examiner, Catmerica Police Department

Fangu, Mr. Thaddeus. I iz learning tu be a yung ladykat.

Tess

thaddy wrote:

Yew sssound like uh wunderful babycat. That'sss an elegant tribewt two
thoze who kame befour yew.
Thaddeus, hedbuttin thuh kid

Fangu, Miss Allegra.

Tess, on hur best behavior

Adam wrote:

Mommy remembers something from a book (Father Melancholy’s Daughter
by Gail Godwin) that was written on an old tombstone. We think it
applies to all our friends at da Bridj.

Thou art gone to the grave

And we deeply deplore thee

But God is thy savior from sorrow and pain.

He gave thee, He took thee and He shall restore thee

And we who so loved thee shall meet thee again.

Tess


sniffle Dat wuz just luffly, Tess.

Allegra

Fangu. Yu wuz dere sekrit santa las yeer an I inheirited ALL de toys an
treets.

Gabrielle wrote:

We rememfur Spike ana Stormy. Ralph problee new dem best, but we
rememfur being der sekret santaz fur Kissamouse. Dey wur gudgud catz
ana we will mizz dem.
Ralph, Fred, Clyde, & Ned

Fangu, all. Mommy hab meeted all ov yu an I hab seen yur pikturs so I
feels we iz old frens.

Tess

Beverly Orel wrote:

dat wiz ij beyootiful tribyut, Tess. It wuz soo sad haffin bof Spike an
Stormy leef fur duh Bridj almos at duh sayme tyme. sigh..I'm sure dey ar
runnin arown, happy & helfy, an lukkin down at yew, sayin "hihi liddul tess
an Meowmie, Be Happy"

Samantha & cuzzins Finney, Lucey & Jeannie & dare hoomins Beverly & Leo &
Anti Gwen

How sad fur yur Meowmie dat dey went so klose togedder. Ize glad Anti
Margaret haz yoo to take kare ub hur now.

Rebecca

"tess" wrote in message
ink.net...
A tabby and white kitten steps up…

I never met Spike and Stormy but now I live in their house. They were
bestest frens and I can only talk about them together.

Stormy came here first. She had been living as a stray and was very scared
and always hungry. When Spike came two months later he was just a liddle
babykat but he knew there is always food in your wuntruhome and taught
Stormy she didn’t have to worry. From his first day he took on the chore
of reminding mommy about mealtimes and Stormy never had to beg again.

Stormy was always skittish and didn’t like to be held but she would stay
where she could see mommy and at night would come up on the bed for pets
and skritches. Spike was a smurgglebunny. He liked to sit on mommy’s lap
and to be carried around.

They lived here for almost 12 years before they both got sick this spring.
First Spike got diabetes and mommy an all the TEDs in San Francisco couldn’t
get him regulated. Stormy worried about him so much she stopped eating.
They both went to da Bridj in April – Stormy on the 12th an Spike on the
29th – and now they are well and healthy together.

Mommy remembers something from a book (Father Melancholy’s Daughter by
Gail Godwin) that was written on an old tombstone. We think it applies to
all our friends at da Bridj.

Thou art gone to the grave

And we deeply deplore thee

But God is thy savior from sorrow and pain.

He gave thee, He took thee and He shall restore thee

And we who so loved thee shall meet thee again.

Tess

Yew know, Spike an Stormy sound a liddle like my housemates Ceilidh an
Skye, bestest frends furefur an now atta Rainbow Bridge togethur. I
know dey will be in yermom's hart forefur too, --Talisker Pippin, VC

--Talisker Pippin & Sherry her Hoomin (Visit us at Bitterroot Manor at
http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Meadows/1240/)

Fangu, Miss Allegra.
Tess, on hur best behavior

Yur furry welkum.

Tess, wen du yu get a noo playmate?

Allegra

Sum of us knew Spike an' Stormy fur a long time, an' it's almost as
hard fur us to believe that they went to thuh Bridge as it is to accept
that Bobbie is there wif dem. We're glad they'z all togefur and having
fun, but we miss them all so much. That was a luvvly tribyoot
sniffle

Thuh RankinKatz

Weez will neffur furgit Spike an Stormy; dey wur gud cats an gud frendz.
sniff sniff

DaRennieKidz

"tess" wrote in message
ink.net...
A tabby and white kitten steps up…

I never met Spike and Stormy but now I live in their house. They were
bestest frens and I can only talk about them together.

Stormy came here first. She had been living as a stray and was very scared
and always hungry. When Spike came two months later he was just a liddle
babykat but he knew there is always food in your wuntruhome and taught
Stormy she didn’t have to worry. From his first day he took on the chore
of reminding mommy about mealtimes and Stormy never had to beg again.

Stormy was always skittish and didn’t like to be held but she would stay
where she could see mommy and at night would come up on the bed for pets
and skritches. Spike was a smurgglebunny. He liked to sit on mommy’s lap
and to be carried around.

They lived here for almost 12 years before they both got sick this spring.
First Spike got diabetes and mommy an all the TEDs in San Francisco couldn’t
get him regulated. Stormy worried about him so much she stopped eating.
They both went to da Bridj in April – Stormy on the 12th an Spike on the
29th – and now they are well and healthy together.

Mommy remembers something from a book (Father Melancholy’s Daughter by
Gail Godwin) that was written on an old tombstone. We think it applies to
all our friends at da Bridj.

Thou art gone to the grave

And we deeply deplore thee

But God is thy savior from sorrow and pain.

He gave thee, He took thee and He shall restore thee

And we who so loved thee shall meet thee again.

Tess