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I took this picture awhile back and it looked like my girl - you can hardly see her - was walking on rainbows. There is a poem we animal lovers turn to for comfort at times like this about how beloved animals wait for us at a rainbow bridge till we meet again. At the bridge they are healthy and well again and are surrounded by other loved ones.

I imagine my girl in the heavens bossing around the very elements. She was prone to that on earth and with her new powers I think her reach will be limitless. The night she passed, a sudden thunder storm lit up the sky and the super moon was just getting back to size. I pictured her bossing the heavens around and it brought me joy.


I bet she's already met up with The Ones That Came Before - Eugene and Kirin. After a couple of hisses I bet they are getting along famously - forming a coalition to get things together in our lives.

I hear them telling me to dry up those tears, and they were less frequent today. We were so touched by all your kind words and feel the hugs of friends and lurkers from all over the world. Somehow knowing how many lives she touched eases our pain.


I think the coalition is searching for the perfect little furry being to carry out Fin's orders. My alarm clock has failed the last two mornings and I know she thinks I can't get up on my own. They'll pick "The One Who'll Come After" very carefully - full of sass, a sense of humor and lots of blogging potential.


Until the coalition sends The One Who'll Come After to us, I think I will take a few days off. Then I think I'd like to tell you some stories about Eugene and Kirin.