Memorials
This page honors the beloved cats who have so enriched our lives with their presence. Though they may no longer be with us, their love, joy, and unique personalities live on in our hearts. This space is dedicated to cherishing their memory, celebrating the happiness they brought, and ensuring they are never forgotten.
The Rainbow Bridge
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
Thulo
Thulo and his “brother” Smudg were rescued as kittens from the streets of Santa Fe, NM by our daughter Jenn. We (Mike and Shannon) adopted them when Jenn found out she was very allergic to cats. Thulo early on adopted Mike and became a constant companion. Much like a shadow, wherever Mike went Thulo was right there. He loved Smudg, boxes, hiding in kitty tents, catnip, helping Mike work at the computer, siting amongst the presents under the Christmas tree, basking in the sun, watching birds and bunnies, lying in front of the screen door, chasing string and his “brother” Smudg, but most of all he loved being with his daddy—Mike. Thulo was 13, a gentle soul, loved and missed by all.
Smudg
Thulo was Smudg’s companion. When Thulo died, Mike had the honor of becoming Smudg’s friend. If Mike left the house, Smudg cried and sat at the door – waiting. They would visit on the deck for hours. When Smudg was ill, they went for walks in the yard. Smudg was the defender. He protected Thulo from cat or dog, size didn’t matter. He was also a charmer with magical eyes; captivating everyone he met.
Soulmates, Smudg and Thulo had the same loves. Uniquely Smudg was sitting with Shannon of an evening or morning coffee, resting his head in Mike’s hand, playing chase and peekaboo with Mike. Most of all, he just loved being with Mike. Smudg was 15, an extra ordinary friend, loved and missed by all.
The Saga of Remington
