B. BOSTON's KITTY CATS HARLEY,
SMOKE, AND MOOCH



B. Boston's Kitty Cats Harley, Smoke, and Mooch!!!
Manufactured by (God, of course!!!)
Last updated 05-03-14




These kitty cats do not emit light of its own (they're cats for Christ sakes!!!), so the standard review format will not be used and the kitties will not be assigned a rating. This page will contain mainly just seven photographs (as of 01-17-12).

All three of these fuzzy warm bundles of furry joy are under the loving stewardship of B. Boston from the Pride Mobility BBS {or "forums" or even "fora" if you want to be absolutely correct}.














The above four photographs are of Harley.
Note if you will that in the lowermost photograph, he's imitating "roadkill"!!!



This is Mooch.



And this is Smoke.

B.B. writes, "Mooch is the fat orange and white kitty; Smoke is (what else?) the grey tabby sitting on the left of the patio bench. Mooch doesn't appreciate sharing anything with Smoke, but Smoke is a little tuffy! She sleeps on whatever Mooch has previously slept on just to show Mooch up."



This is Mooch, in the garden sitting near a mini tea rose bush in full bloom that hubby planted next to Jake's, my flame-tip Himalyain, burial site.


This is Jake's tombstone which reads, "Cats leave paw prints on your heart."




TEST NOTES:
All three of these cute and wonderful kitties are under the loving stewardship of B. Boston from the Pride Mobility BBS.





UPDATE: 05-03-14
Just a sad note to pass along: Harley lost his battle with feline leukemia earlier this week.

Mrs. Boston's message in a public forum {no changes to spelling, grammar, or syntax were made} is:

Craig, remember me? I have very sad news: Harley lost his battle with feline lieukemia Sunday morning. Bare with me ok? I need to talk this out and hubby is as grief stricken as I am. Last Thursday he didn't eat much. On Friday morning I went to the dentist and he seemed ok, but by dinner time he felt cold and listless. Since my vet was closed we took him to Vet ER. They did a CBC test and all his numbers were low. The doc there said he only deals with triage/ER cases and gave us so,e meds to spark his appetite. They didn't do much on Saturday and Harley looked worse. At bedtime we made the heart wrenching decision to be at my vet's when they opened at 10:00 and have Harley put to sleep. During the night Harley slept between us ...his way of saying good bye? He came out to the kitchen with us but refused to eat. He jumped on the newspaper on the kitchen ta ble, then got on the floor by hubby's feet and then came over to me. He walked off to the spare bedroom and jumped on the bed. We both followed him and saw that he was breathing heavy with his mouth opened. I told hubby to get dressed so we could take him to the ER. Harley jumping on the floor and collapsed and thrashed. I was hysterical and crying. Hubby drove from our house to ER at 80mph. I was begging Harley to keep breathing and not die in my car. He thrashed twice in the carrier before we got there. We barged past the check in counter to the large operating room where the doc was. She laid him on a table and the nurse shaved a leg to start a needle. I was holding on to him still crying (so was hubby) with the nurse listening to his heart. I saw him take a big gasp of air and he was gone. They put us in a room while they made me a ceramic paw print. They brought him to me and I held his precious little body and cried and cried. They gave me a leather case with 2 paw prints on one side and when opened the flap, it has the rainbow bridge poem. He was buried next to Jake and hubby ordered a granite stone that will have his picture lazered on it. Monday I was an emotional wreck. Dr. Warner, his vet, called me and said the ER had faxed her Harley's test results. I asked her about his breathing and thrashing. She said he was going through respritory hypoxia, meaning his bone morrow wasn't producing enough red blood cells to give him oxygen. The bedroom where I watched him fighting to breathe has the door shut. It will be a long time before I can go in there. Thank you for letting me deal with his loss by talking about it.

The Rainbow Bridge poem looks like this:



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....

Author unknown...





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