Sweet, loving, gentle Spice crossed the Rainbow Bridge last evening. He went peacefully, in his sleep.
Here he is with Mojo, the youngest of our cats.
You can read more about Spice in this entry I wrote earlier this year: Furry, take two.
He will be greatly missed by our family but especially by my daughter Polaris, who for fifteen years shared her bed with her beloved and cuddly Spice.
Four Feet in Heaven
Your favorite chair is vacant now...
No eager purrs to greet me.
No softly padded paws to run
Ecstatically to meet me.
No coaxing rubs, no plaintive cry
Will say it's time for feeding.
I've put away your bowl, and all
The things you won't be needing;
But I will miss you little friend,
For I could never measure
The happiness you brought me,
The comfort and the pleasure.
And since God put you here to share
In earthly joy and sorrow;
I'm sure there'll be a place for you
In Heaven's bright tomorrow...
by Alice E. Chase