Goo go!

A friend gave me a pumpkin a few weeks ago. I made a spooky face with paper and put the pumpkin out for decoration. Alas, the face was quickly deformed by rain.

Undeterred, I carved a jack-o-lantern and congratulated myself on the weatherproof masterpiece. Hardly did I expect that it would soon become a playground for small flies. Worse still, within a week, the thing turned mouldy and then just rotted. It looked so gross that it was perfect for Halloween, but there was no way the goo could hold out until the festival, which was still weeks away!

Sentimental moments

“There’ll be sentimental moments that will come without a trace: a place you’ve been to with Piper, a piece of clothing he wears, a special date that means something… and many little thoughts and connections.”

 This is the reminder by a friend who knows what it is like for me to lose Piper, her dear dad having passed away two years ago.

 There are so many sentimental moments. Piper, or the memory of him, is everywhere in the house, which now seems incredibly empty. The emptiness in every corner of the house where I expect to see Piper in serene repose brings an aching lump in my heart. Piper, who had no vision to depend on, always resorted to his sharp hearing. As soon as he heard the creaking of the rocking chair, he would know that someone was there, approach in his prancing gait, wait at the feet of whoever was sitting there and expect to be picked up to the lap.

All that is left now is the hollow and harrowing creaking.

Rainbow Bridge

The condolences offered by two friends on Piper's death were about Rainbow Bridge.

One said: "He will be happy to go to Rainbow Bridge, meeting new friends."

The other gave me a printout of the Rainbow Bridge poem:

"Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

"When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

"All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

"They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

"You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

"Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together...."

The sentence "and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart" just brought tears to my eyes. Piper, born blind, had no eyes, but all those years when we were together, I never failed to notice how Piper was able to see, not with his eyes but with his heart. How I yearn to look into those trusting "eyes" of his.

Mourning Piper

Piper, our darling cat, passed away peacefully this morning.

Piper was diagnosed with a disease called feline infectious peritonitis. What is absolutely horrible about this disease is that not only is there no cure for it but also it causes an infected cat to stop eating and produces severe discomfort which deprives the cat of a restful sleep. In Piper's case, his anorexia depleted him of nutrition, resulting in a rapid and alarming loss of weight, energy and strength. The accumulation of fluid in the abdomen, possibly combined with the inflammation of some internal organs, made him feel like something was constantly churning or burning inside. The great discomfort would make him jerk up every few minutes, switching postures in an attempt to find relief but never getting it. For days since the disease flared up, Piper had not been able to close his eyes and sleep for more than a couple of minutes. It was a very cruel torture and very sad to see.

Piper's wasting away and suffering had come to a point where we had to take the painful decision of putting him to sleep so as to put him out of his misery. It broke our hearts to let him go, but we realised that it was the best thing we could do for him under the tragic circumstances.

The loss of Piper has been harrowing, but we take solace from the knowledge that Piper has had a good life, his suffering is finally over, and he has been escorted by some angels to a happy place where eternal joy awaits.

Goodbye Piper, we have been so honoured and blessed
to have you come into our life.