Callie relocates to RB

Callisto "Callie" Clark aka Callie Co-Cat, aka Pufftail Princess, was
assisted to the RB this morning. She had been diagnosed with mammary
cancer in Jan. '07 and it had lately spread to her lungs. She arrived
into our lives in a dramatic fashion. A garbage bag was thrown out the
window of a passing car into the ivy bed across the street. The
neighbor children (now in college!) saw the bag move, opened it, and out
popped a perky longhaired little calico. They brought her to my husband
and the rest is history.

Callie's life was all about the fun. She would never walk if she could
romp and would dive and roll at visitors' feet, merping to get a belly
rub. She played with Finrod and Scottie-Pippin as though she was not at
least 15 years older than they are. We will miss her terribly...

Callie Co-Cat, won't you come meow tonight,
Come meow tonight, come meow tonight,
Callie Co-Cat, won't you come meow tonight,
And we'll dance by the light of the moon.

Meowmie Eileen, for Paw, Mia, Camille, Finrod & Scottie-Pippin

On Jun 11, 4:24*pm, Eileen Clark wrote:
Callisto "Callie" Clark aka Callie Co-Cat, aka Pufftail Princess, was
assisted to the RB this morning. *She had been diagnosed with mammary
cancer in Jan. '07 and it had lately spread to her lungs. *She arrived
into our lives in a dramatic fashion. *A garbage bag was thrown out the
window of a passing car into the ivy bed across the street. *The
neighbor children (now in college!) saw the bag move, opened it, and out
popped a perky longhaired little calico. *They brought her to my husband
and the rest is history.

Callie's life was all about the fun. *She would never walk if she could
romp and would dive and roll at visitors' feet, merping to get a belly
rub. *She played with Finrod and Scottie-Pippin as though she was not at
least 15 years older than they are. *We will miss her terribly...

Callie Co-Cat, won't you come meow tonight,
Come meow tonight, come meow tonight,
Callie Co-Cat, won't you come meow tonight,
And we'll dance by the light of the moon.

Meowmie Eileen, for Paw, Mia, Camille, Finrod & Scottie-Pippin

What a; fitting little song to celebrate her life. I envy you knowing
her and I, and all of my house, share your pain at losing her. She is
beyond pain and fear and probably having a fine old time. But she
doesn't want you to be unhappy.

She will romp at the Bridge till you join her and after that as well.

--
Will in New Haven, Micki, a hoomin, WooToo, Maggy May, Sunrise, Missy
and Bear, a d*g
Cuddlesleep is special
Every hour counts as two
And cuddlesleep is good for you.

Callie's life was all about the fun. She would never walk if she could
romp and would dive and roll at visitors' feet, merping to get a belly
rub. She played with Finrod and Scottie-Pippin as though she was not at
least 15 years older than they are. We will miss her terribly...

I'm very sorry for your loss. I know it's little comfort to know that
she's now healthy and whole, but I don't know that comfort is possible at
a time like that.

We're sending our purrs your way.

Dan

On Wed, 11 Jun 2008 20:24:21 GMT, Eileen Clark
wrote:

Callisto "Callie" Clark aka Callie Co-Cat, aka Pufftail Princess, was
assisted to the RB this morning. She had been diagnosed with mammary
cancer in Jan. '07 and it had lately spread to her lungs. She arrived
into our lives in a dramatic fashion. A garbage bag was thrown out the
window of a passing car into the ivy bed across the street. The
neighbor children (now in college!) saw the bag move, opened it, and out
popped a perky longhaired little calico. They brought her to my husband
and the rest is history.

Callie's life was all about the fun. She would never walk if she could
romp and would dive and roll at visitors' feet, merping to get a belly
rub. She played with Finrod and Scottie-Pippin as though she was not at
least 15 years older than they are. We will miss her terribly...

Callie Co-Cat, won't you come meow tonight,
Come meow tonight, come meow tonight,
Callie Co-Cat, won't you come meow tonight,
And we'll dance by the light of the moon.

Meowmie Eileen, for Paw, Mia, Camille, Finrod & Scottie-Pippin

Love and purrs from Beauty and Cinder. Sleep sound tonight. God is
playing with her at the RB. One day you will too.

On Wed, 11 Jun 2008 20:24:21 +0000, Eileen Clark wrote:

Callisto "Callie" Clark aka Callie Co-Cat, aka Pufftail Princess, was
assisted to the RB this morning. She had been diagnosed with mammary
cancer in Jan. '07 and it had lately spread to her lungs. She arrived
into our lives in a dramatic fashion. A garbage bag was thrown out the
window of a passing car into the ivy bed across the street. The
neighbor children (now in college!) saw the bag move, opened it, and out
popped a perky longhaired little calico. They brought her to my husband
and the rest is history.

Callie's life was all about the fun. She would never walk if she could
romp and would dive and roll at visitors' feet, merping to get a belly
rub. She played with Finrod and Scottie-Pippin as though she was not at
least 15 years older than they are. We will miss her terribly...

Callie Co-Cat, won't you come meow tonight, Come meow tonight, come meow
tonight, Callie Co-Cat, won't you come meow tonight, And we'll dance by
the light of the moon.

Meowmie Eileen, for Paw, Mia, Camille, Finrod & Scottie-Pippin

I feel like I know Callie and she was a wonderful cat indeed.
May Bast bless her and as we so often say, she had a good life and lots
uv love. What more can a cat ask for?! Please accept my sympathy and
know that you are not alone in your pain.

Cinnamon.



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Prayers for your broken hearts and purrs for trip to the Bridge. Sounds
like you were blessed with a wonderful owner.
"Eileen Clark" wrote in message
...
Callisto "Callie" Clark aka Callie Co-Cat, aka Pufftail Princess, was
assisted to the RB this morning. She had been diagnosed with mammary
cancer in Jan. '07 and it had lately spread to her lungs. She arrived
into our lives in a dramatic fashion. A garbage bag was thrown out the
window of a passing car into the ivy bed across the street. The
neighbor children (now in college!) saw the bag move, opened it, and out
popped a perky longhaired little calico. They brought her to my husband
and the rest is history.

Callie's life was all about the fun. She would never walk if she could
romp and would dive and roll at visitors' feet, merping to get a belly
rub. She played with Finrod and Scottie-Pippin as though she was not at
least 15 years older than they are. We will miss her terribly...

Callie Co-Cat, won't you come meow tonight,
Come meow tonight, come meow tonight,
Callie Co-Cat, won't you come meow tonight,
And we'll dance by the light of the moon.

Meowmie Eileen, for Paw, Mia, Camille, Finrod & Scottie-Pippin

Tuxeedo kitty meatloafs and lookz up at the heavens.
She commences purring for Callie-at-the-bridge, and for Meowmie Eileen,
Paw, Mia, Camille, Finrod & Scottie-Pippin, who all are missing her.

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Pitô.ônya

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Pitô.ônya
"Eileen Clark" wrote in message
...
Callisto "Callie" Clark aka Callie Co-Cat, aka Pufftail Princess, was
assisted to the RB this morning. She had been diagnosed with mammary
cancer in Jan. '07 and it had lately spread to her lungs. She arrived
into our lives in a dramatic fashion. A garbage bag was thrown out
the
window of a passing car into the ivy bed across the street. The
neighbor children (now in college!) saw the bag move, opened it, and
out
popped a perky longhaired little calico. They brought her to my
husband
and the rest is history.

Callie's life was all about the fun. She would never walk if she
could
romp and would dive and roll at visitors' feet, merping to get a belly
rub. She played with Finrod and Scottie-Pippin as though she was not
at
least 15 years older than they are. We will miss her terribly...

Callie Co-Cat, won't you come meow tonight,
Come meow tonight, come meow tonight,
Callie Co-Cat, won't you come meow tonight,
And we'll dance by the light of the moon.

Meowmie Eileen, for Paw, Mia, Camille, Finrod & Scottie-Pippin

Purrz fur Callie. I haz marked her az wun uv owr onnered RB memfurz uv the
White-Footed Kitty Club.

Rebecca

"Eileen Clark" wrote in message
...
Callisto "Callie" Clark aka Callie Co-Cat, aka Pufftail Princess, was
assisted to the RB this morning. She had been diagnosed with mammary
cancer in Jan. '07 and it had lately spread to her lungs. She arrived
into our lives in a dramatic fashion. A garbage bag was thrown out the
window of a passing car into the ivy bed across the street. The
neighbor children (now in college!) saw the bag move, opened it, and out
popped a perky longhaired little calico. They brought her to my husband
and the rest is history.

Callie's life was all about the fun. She would never walk if she could
romp and would dive and roll at visitors' feet, merping to get a belly
rub. She played with Finrod and Scottie-Pippin as though she was not at
least 15 years older than they are. We will miss her terribly...

Callie Co-Cat, won't you come meow tonight,
Come meow tonight, come meow tonight,
Callie Co-Cat, won't you come meow tonight,
And we'll dance by the light of the moon.

Meowmie Eileen, for Paw, Mia, Camille, Finrod & Scottie-Pippin

Dis iz furry sadsad. Purrs from our house to yours.
Purrrrrrr...............


--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs

“I love cats because I take pleasure in my home; and little by
little, the cats become its visible soul.�
Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963

6/11/2008 11:36:36 PM

A very grateful thank you to all who offered condolences for Callie.
Still listening for her characteristic merp and excited chatter and
waiting for her to jump up and sit beside my computer. Can't seem to
stop. Anyway, here is a link to an old picture of her. She looked
pretty much like this all her life with us:
http://homepage.mac.com/catrunr/

Eileen