Now SING..........

"Take MEOW To The Ballgame!"

Grief is a "Funny" Thing

Right before Elbie died, I was feeding her baby food out of the jar on a tongue depressor. She was chomping down some yummy food. Then the medicine took hold and her little legs gave out and she slept.

Ya know that awful pit in your stomach, or the pain in your chest when your heart is breaking?

I felt it when my father died, and my grandparents, and good friends, and too many relatives to mention. We cry buckets.

I'm crying buckets.

So far this year I've read THIRTY books. Right now I can't even concentrate to read an article.

Years ago, my grandmother said about grief, "Mare, it gets better. It really does somehow. It never goes away but it gets better. If that weren't true, everyone in this world would be walking around crying all the time."

She was a wise woman. And I cried buckets when she died.

Better days are ahead.

Our Sweet Kitty Has Died

This little cat named Elbie, we called her Elbie Lou, was an angel cat. One of the great ones.

We got her in February 1994, at Lollypop Farm. She was in a cage and when she saw us, she put her little face up against the bars and wiggle waggled like she was saying "Oh, PLEASE take me home. PLEASE!!"

She was six months old. Her previous owner wrote on the paperwork at Lollypop that although she was a nice cat, she didn't fit in with the family. I am so glad that happened or she couldn't have been ours.

When we brought her home, she explored the whole house from top to bottom. The first night, she slept in our bed on top of Larry's head!



She was a beautiful cat, with gorgeous eyes and a personality to match. One day I couldn't find her until I looked under my desk. The picture below I caught just as she had finished yawning. That tongue was sticking out.



She loved being held and petted and especially loved having her head rubbed. I wish we had a video of it.



She was a peaceful, happy little cat......



and sometimes quite nosy! I called her Nosy Rosie.



This is the last picture we took of her. She was senile, along with having other medical problems. After prayer, we knew her time had come and she very peacefully passed away at the vet's this morning. I kissed her goodbye, the vet wrapped her in a cute little blanket, then Larry and I left with broken hearts.

I know that millions of people have to go through this every day with their pets, but not too many have had their pets for nearly 18 years.

She was loved by us and she loved us.

This is a little obituary for a very dear pet and part of our family.

ELBIE LOCKE

1993 - 2011