Forever Loved: Lola
When you love like Lola loved, you are larger than life. When you live like Lola lived, you don’t leave anyone feeling small. But when you leave us, we can’t imagine life without you.
When you love like Lola loved, you are larger than life. When you live like Lola lived, you don’t leave anyone feeling small. But when you leave us, we can’t imagine life without you.
He was 7-Up, not Chardonnay. He was a tie-dyed RV, not an Aston Martin. He was Foosball, not figure skating; Cartoon Network, not CNBC; flannel, not cashmere. So, how our most casual, comfortable cat get a title and a tuxedo? Simple: Mr. Man always had a sense of occasion.
Her name was spelled “wrong.” Her little brown-bear body had a few extra needs. And everything, absolutely everything, about Boobalah was perfect.
The world is full of beautiful voices: altos and bluebirds, baritones and nightingales. Yet the most beautiful voice on Earth is always the voice of your best friend. Today, we are yearning for the voice of our Grecca.
We never did get to hear him say “hellow.” But Sweetie‘s voice will echo far beyond goodbye.
They say “only the strong survive.” If that’s true, Arnold would have lived forever.
How could we believe Cora was frail, when she loved from strength to strength? How do you prepare your heart for things your head always knew? How do you say “goodbye,” when every “hello” was a gift?
On the first day of winter, we are thinking of two cats who did not make it out of autumn. You didn’t meet them. But as members of the Tabby’s Place family, you met them where they were. They were not here long, but they will be with us forever.
She scaled great heights to take us all in. He gave the best he had, and ended up with more. We will not meet the likes of Selena and Allen again.
You never know, at “hello,” how deeply you will love someone. There are inklings, to be sure. But the last hour of friendship knows secrets it cannot tell the first. Today, I cannot tell you how much we will miss Rashida.