Today I received a letter from my vet.
Inside was a piece of paper folded, on the front was Bastian's pawprints and the vet wrote Sweet Sebastian under them.
When I opened the paper there was some of her fur as a rememberance and a poem. I am sure you have heard this one before but I thought it appropriate to post:

Poem for Cats

And God asked the feline spirit
Are you ready to come home?
Oh, yes, quite so, relied the precious soul
And, as a cat, you know I am most able
To decide anything for myself.

Are you coming then? asked God.
Soon, replied the whiskered angel
But I must come slowly
For my human friends are troubled
For you see, they need me, quite certainly.

But don't they understand? asked God
That you'll never leave them?
That your souls are intertwined. For all eternity?
That nothing is created or destroyed?
It just is...forever and ever and ever.

Eventually they will understand,
replied the glorious cat
For I will whisper into their hearts
That I am always with them
I just am...forever and ever and ever

Author Unknown

I thought this was such a kind gesture on the Vet's part. Seeing my baby's fur, made me cry again, but it also felt like I had a part of her with me now. I dreamt about her and in it she was healthy and happy and let me know it. Maybe that's my sign from her. I have felt a bit more at peace after that, but I still ache with longing for her. My other kitty, Fred(bubby) knows things are just not right. They never got along, but he knew she ruled and they would chase each other around. (she was 6 pounds and a runt, he is like 25 and a moose) so that was a sight, but he knew her place was the bed, that she got to lay on Mommy's robe, and that she was the spoiled princess. He now jumps on the bed and looks around wondering when is Bastian going to jump up there and shoo him down. I talk to him and let him know she had to go play with the angels, that she was sick, but she is here with us still in spirit.

This site has really helped me to begin to heal. I don't feel so alone in this anymore. The first few days were the hardest. The what if's are still there and the I am going to miss.... but I am beginning to accept that her physical body is not here. She would want me to go on, love more, live more. When the time is right, I know we will get another furbaby and I think Bastian would like that, for her legacy to live on in the love I have for all the animals in this world.

Bastian was only a few weeks old when my roommate brought her to me. She was so small, you could fit her in the palm of your hand. A black ball of fluff. Some horrible person, had put her and her siblings in a bag in the middle of a busy intersection and she was the only survivor. The MINUTE I saw her she was mine. She never left my side, we became as one. She saw me through so much and helped me at my darkest points. I turned to her for solace and she was there. Comforting me as only my little one could do. She would give us headbutts all the time to our chins too. I miss that.

Love to all

Jen

Bless your Vets heart, what a wonderful thing to do for you.

Your little girl had a rough start in the beginning, poor little baby. I don't know why people are so cruel to animals, it is very upsetting. What a darling little ball of fur she must have been. She grew up to be a very beautiful girl!

Thank you for sharing that poem. It brought a good tear to my eye.

Kim

What a beautiful poem, and what a touching gesture on the part of your vet.

I'm glad you've been able to find some comfort on this website. I've said several times that at least something good came out of Shiloh's death...if brought several new and very special friends into my life.

You continue to be in my thoughts.
Kathleen

PS - Bastian was beautiful!

What a wonderful and special gesture on your vets part. That really was a nice thing they did.

I'm glad you are feeling better. Each day it gets a little easier.

Hugs,
Dawn

Jen -

Yes, Bastian was beautiful. What a caring vet you have to send Bastian's pawprints, fur and that touching poem.

Lynn

Your baby was a beauty and I am so happy the vet did those things for you. That should have been a real comfort to you. Bastian sounds like such a loving soul and I know you must miss her so much.
Ann

Dear Jen,

I think it is great that your vet sent that to you. That was a very touchiing poem and made me cry.My vet wrote me a very nice sympathy card after I lost my Sasha and it also made me cry but it also made me feel good that he cared enough to send it. He pointed out that he knew how much I loved her and that he thought she knew how much we cared for her.

All I can tell you is it does get easier. Today is the three month anniversary of my Sasha's death and I still think of her constantly and still cry, but each day gets easier for me. I know how much you miss Bastian - she was a beauty. I'm glad you are feeling better.

Nancy

Wow, that was so wonderful of your vet to send you that!! It sounds like you had a really special bond with Bastian and I know her spirit is still with you. I'm sure it will take a while for Fred to realize what's happened. I'm sure he will help you to heal. Thanks for sharing the poem!