The solo cat on the rock drawing strength from the vision of the spirit Cat Has lost his mate, and mourning is so intense.

  Memories of the days he and his mate froliced and played as lovers do. Remembering the wonderful days of having kittens running around his feet.

  If nature would permit ~ he would be howling at the moon to release the grief he feels.

  Instead ~ he sits in solitude under the moonlight communicating with the Spirit cat and God. Feeling some comfort in knowing his beloved mate is one of the twinkling stars now.

  And one day soon ~ they will once again be together ~ able to once more be able to run and play.

  The playgound will be heaven ~ so my mate ~ shine your warmth upon us all ~ So our memories of you won't fade until we once again meet.

This was written for me by Sister Precious ~ Deanna.

Here is a link to her homepage. Just click HERE

Thank you Sis ~ this is really special to me ~ in alot of ways.