[Felvtalk] The Brock Star has left the building

[Margo]

Marsha, I'm so sorry. It's always too soon, but this was especially hard for you, I know. I think you'll find he's curled up in your heart to wait for you...

Lend Me a Kitten

I will lend to you for awhile a kitten, God said.
For you to love while he lives, and mourn when he's dead.
Maybe for twelve or fourteen years, or maybe two or three.
But will you, 'till I call him back, take care of him for me?

He'll bring his charms to gladden you and, should his stay be brief
You'll always have his memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught below I want this kitten to learn.

I've looked the whole world over in search of teachers true.
And from the folk that crowds life's land I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain?
Nor hate me when I come to take my kitten home again?

I fancied that I heard them say 'Dear Lord Thy Will Be Done'
For all the joys this kitten brings the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may.
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay.

But should you call him back much sooner than we planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand.
If, by our love we've managed your wishes to achieve,
Then in memory of him whom we loved, please help us while we grieve.
When our cherished kitten departs this world of strife,
Please send yet another needing soul for us to love all his life.

Author Unknown

Wishing you peace, and healing,

Margo


-----Original Message-----
>From: Marsha <martia at lynxe.com>
>Sent: Apr 29, 2016 6:29 PM
>To: "felvtalk at felineleukemia.org" <felvtalk at felineleukemia.org>
>Subject: [Felvtalk] The Brock Star has left the building
>
>Brock left this earthly plane this afternoon.  This morning he didn't 
>get out of the lounge chair to greet me, refused his heart pills again, 
>and his third eyelids were showing.  He did eat all the food I brought 
>him though - he licked off the spoon as I held it up in front of him on 
>the lounge chair.  We did half, then the other half later.  I visited 
>with him a lot.  He spent most of his time in his lounge chair on his 
>fleece blanket, but once he got down and took a short stroll through his 
>domain.  Usually I am in the lounge chair, with Brock on my lap.  Such a 
>tired boy; his bone marrow was no longer working as it should - low RBC, 
>WBC, and platelets, and not making new.  He had Feline Leukemia Virus, 
>survived a year with Restrictive Cardiomyopathy & CHF, and just recently 
>developed lymphoma.  So not fair to such a sweet and handsome boy.
>
>He received a sedative first and we spent a half hour or 45 minutes 
>together.  His paw rested on my hand.  As he relaxed, he ever so lightly 
>made biscuits on my hand.  He even did his elevator butt routine, but 
>laying down instead of standing up.
>
>He was only with me a year and a half, but he had so much love to give 
>out during that time, that there is now another permanent scar on my 
>heart.  Along with too many others that are still somewhat fresh.
>
>Dearest Brock, visit me soon in my dreams.  I left the patio lights on 
>for your spirit to find the way back to Fort Shappell.
>
>Marsha
>
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