My sisters cat Bo Jangles died, I"ll post pictures later. He'd had heart trouble for a long time but I remember him well, his orange soft furr, his growl as you approached to pet, his temper, his playful forcefulness. I remember in 2000 I went to california for the first time to get away from my dad, and there was Bo Jangles living with my sister as we shared rent. He was cute (as all cats are) but he was stubborn too, it was his way or no way. I chased him around and just wanted to pet the fellow, but he refused, then teased me by sitting on me a few times out of the blue. That was my introduction to Bo Jangles the orange semi-large cat. I blocked out him because I left, as I often do, but I know I loved him beyond expression, he was perfect to me. I always wondered what he thought of me and others, probably "can you do something not boring?" But who knows what a cat thinks Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! He could've lived forever (and will spiritually) but his damn heart gave out as he slept. I'll go cry now bye PS I wasn't there, I live in IL now, but anyways
darksidZz, I am sorry for your loss. Words are sometimes woefully inadequate to express what we feel at such times. By the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band, a classic sendoff for your feline friend. [video=youtube;f8PiINjCYSs]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f8PiINjCYSs[/video]
for Christ Sake's...a 30 something year old crying about his sisters cat...? As a man the only time anything close to crying should be in your experiences, is when your buddy is shot dead in a battallion after he saved your life 2 times. But clearly not for a cat. Yes its cute, yes you felt love from it. But you are a man, you need to filter out all these nonsensical feminine emotions and start living it large, not like some pussycat from Illinois who can't even accept a proposition for sex.
Sheh: nice touch, the lyrics take on a different quality in light of DZ's story. I didn't see any reference to age, but there were other facts in the story that had emotional content Did that happen to you? Sounds rough. An experience like that could make it hard for you to connect with other people's pain. In any case, I don't think there is any absolute threshold for pain. The worst that can happen to a person is that they become so calloused there is no pain left, and then they have no problem with cold blooded acts of cruelty. Given the alternative, falling apart isn't that bad. Pets are capable of bringing out intense feelings of companionship and loyalty. It's different than just being cute. A lot of people get attached to really ugly animals. This cat was there during a rough time. There seems to be more to the story. Yikes. I didn't see DZ make a reference to his/her gender. "Filtering out" sound like "repress" which is probably not good advice. Go for a long run, maybe, work out, or better yet - go down to the pound and adopt a tabby - those might be better. OK, so you know something I don't. In any case it might be better to recommend something positive, like this: ___________________________________________________________________ Hey, DZ, sorry about Mr Bo Jangles. After hearing that tune it suddenly dawned on me how appropriate a name it would be for a cat. "His dog up and died" is kind of ironic, but I like the idea of a cat that hangs out in a bar. Of course cats are really animated when they're young so the jumping and the soft shoe, working the county fairs and all is kind of appropriate, especially given the seemingly lonesome persona of a cat. Say, if you're to the point of tears you might want to consider seeking a counselor. Or maybe just go out and do something really fun. Maybe go water skiing or get into a game of tennis or racquetball with a friend or something. Good luck, I hope it works out for you.
I'M STILL HERE Friend, please don’t mourn for me I’m still here, though you don’t see. I’m right by your side each night and day and within your heart I long to stay. My body is gone but I’m always near. I’m everything you feel, see or hear. My spirit is free, but I’ll never depart as long as you keep me alive in your heart. I’ll never wander out of your sight- I’m the brightest star on a summer’s night. I’ll never be beyond your reach- I’m the warm moist sand when you’re at the beach. I’m the colorful leaves when fall comes around and the pure white snow that blankets the ground. I’m the beautiful flowers of which you’re so fond, The clear cool water in a quiet pond. I’m the first bright blossom you’ll see in the spring, The first warm raindrop that April will bring. I’m the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine, and you’ll see that the face in the moon shine is mine. When you start thinking there’s no one to love you, you can talk to me, I'm up all around you. I’ll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees, and you’ll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze. I’m the hot salty tears that flow when you weep and the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep. I’m the smile you see on a baby’s face. Just look for me friend, I’m every place! ~Author Unknown
I'm more a dog person, and have mourned each passing... But, I've also had a couple of cats, and when they passed, it hurt... So, I too am sorry to hear of the passing of Mr. BoJangles. Sorry for your loss dude.
Shouldn't that be "I'm sorry for your sisters loss, Darkie"? In any event pets can be characters and some people can grow a little attached, there is also the potential that such a loss is significant as it symbolic of change, perhaps the loss that darksidZz's feels isn't just down to the cat no longer being there but perhaps the memories attributed to sharing the apartment with his sister and thinking of happier/more family orientated times. There is nothing wrong with feeling a loss for a past, or reminiscing on good times, however don't let it cloud the prosperity that can occur in the future, or you'll just make yourself miserable.
Hope your sister didn't take it to rough. I hope the both of you, treasure the time spent. An that ....there will be..... happier times. R.I.P. BO! Ashes to ashes Dust to dust...
Mod note: Off-topic posts have been removed. And, youreyes, I consider your post #3 to be dangerously close to trolling. Be warned (unofficially for now).
Don't be such a dick. Be glad for anyone who feels love. Neither love nor grief are "nonsensical feminine emotions."
I am sorry for your loss, DZ. I have lost two very beloved pets this year, one from old age and one who had a hard start on life with multiple medical problems to begin with. It's never easy, and for awhile, you still look for them in all the familiar places. I haven't gotten another dog yet, and I am not sure I will for awhile. It would have to be a very special dog, as I am not ready yet. I did get another kitten to replace Jack, but I was prepared for his early passing because he had been sick from birth and we knew from the vet he wouldn't live very long. I think he knew that we loved him, and he kept all of our feet warm. It's hard, they become a constant in your life that depends on you to keep them safe and healthy and you miss their warmth when they aren't there any more. All the best to you.
