I liked your poem. My cat Mittens, who has passed, loved the vet. I have no idea why but tell her she is going to the doctor and she will get all excited. Mittens also loved baths. I thought all cats hated water until I met her. Mittens was abandoned while she was pregnant and she brought her babies to me. When the babies were old enough I gave them away and I kept Mittens. Our bond was so strong. She had her little quirks but we all do. Mittens was the love of my life. Enjoy your little baby.
Cute poem. I assume you adopted this poor lost soul. I had two Golden Retrievers and they were absolutely awesome and yes it was always warmer in bed when they cuddled with me. Yes they were dirty but they stole my heart. Keep on writing.
I loved your poem about your cat and I feel your pain. I just lost my Mittens. I wrote a poem about her too called MEMORIES. Most people do not understand how we can be so upset by the loss of a "Pet". But our companions are family and they deserve that role. They are so pure and loving. It is harder to win a cat over than it is to win a dog's love. Cats are naturally more reserved. Thank you for your poem.
Your poem is beautiful and I loved it. The poem made me cry. Losing a dear friend is never easy. I know I have experienced it as well. My animals are my children for I cannot have the two legged child. When our companions pass on they take our hearts and souls with them and it takes a while to recover. As my father says they are never here long enough.
Your story had me in tears. I had a cat named Mittens. Somebody had abandoned her while she was pregnant, people can be so cruel. One day my Mother and I were sitting on the stairs and she brought her kittens to us. We adopted the kittens out and we kept Mittens. Mittens loved me and I loved her. Mittens and I had been through so much together. Then came the day she went into heart failure, she was sixteen, and I had to make the most humane decision. For months after that I was so depressed. Mittens was the sweetest cat I have ever known and I am thankful she graced my life. It has been five years now but I still miss her. I wrote a poem for her called MEMORIES. It is in my profile if you would like to read it. Thank you for your story.
Animals are so precious. It is hard sometimes as we all know. They can irritate us like a child can. All my animals have been my children for what is the difference? They just have four legs. We clean up after them, we teach them, we feed them, we care for them, and we take them to the doctors. I cannot have children of my own so my animals are a great subsitute. Congrats on making the sign.
I use to have a blue point siamese cat too. His name was Bill. He was a funny cat. Every time my Mother yelled at him for something he would go to her favorite rug and take a big old poop. It was really funny.
I really loved your story. I use to have two Golden Retrievers. Their names were Max and Sophie. They had seven beautiful puppies together. They brought so much joy to my life. They become like children to us. We clean up after them, take them to the doctors, we feed them, and so much more. They sneek into our hearts and make themselves important to us. Sophie, at age 15, passed away from a grand mal siezure. Max was beside himself at the loss of his "wife". No matter what I did I could not get him to snap out of his depression. Max, at the age of 16, passed away of a broken heart. I miss them so much that it hurts. But it does get better and the memories become less painful and you find yourself laughing at the good memories. Please keep writing and thank you so much for your wonderful story.
Your puppy sounds adorable. My Mother has a cockerpoo who is only 20 pounds and he goes everywhere with her. My mother loves this little dog so much. It is funny. I use to have two big Golden Retrievers. So when I walk my Mother's dog it is funny because I am so use to the bigger dogs. Enjoy your four legged baby. They are such loves.
I liked your poem. It is a very confusing time for a teen, isn't it? I barely remember my graduation and I am 45. Graduation was a haze for me. All I remember is looking at my mother after getting my diploma and saying that I finally did it.
Very nicely written. Cancer is a huge issue in this world. My father had throat cancer, he is in remission now, but I watched this strong man wither a little. I found it disturbing but I stayed stong for him.
Your wording and your paragraph flowed. I really enjoyed it. Thank you.
WOW Hanna. Very well put. I too have had an abusive relationship with my ex husband. He was not a very nice man and I found him in bed with another woman hence him being my ex. I am sorry you had to go through this. I am happy you got out and found out that you are strong enough without him.
I really liked your list. I loved the part you listed Cats and Dogs. I am a huge animal lover. I also liked your discriptions. I look forward to reading more of your material. Keep on writing!
WOW, that was really nice. I know there is life after death. I have profetic dreams. I have dreamt of my Grandmother calling me on a white rotary telephone, telling me situations that I knew nothing about until she told me and she has been gone six years. I gave the messages to my father who only was in shock that I knew. Keep writing for you do it Well.
Your poem has really touched me. I have Bipolar and it is under control through medication and therapy. It is difficult at times because I do not sleep well and sleep is so important. But to talk to me you would never know I struggle with Bipolar a lot of people have said this to me. It takes a lot of work to get this far and to carry out my dreams. I am also a retired paramedic. Thank you for your poem.
Very powerful poem. I really enjoyed reading it. I am a retired paramedic and this touched my heart. The tradgedy people feel is so emense. You did very well capturing this. This is all the complex emotions of the mind and the heart. I am glad I read your poem. Keep up the great work.
Very well written. I was brought up Catholic but I am now Pagan. The rest of my family is still Catholic. A friend of mine asked me to read this poem and review it from my point of view. I think it was well done. I could imagine this little baby. A beautiful poem for the holiday season.
JJDel
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