My Dearest Dolly,
It’s been exactly 10 years since you departed for the Rainbow Bridge. Ten years ago, I didn’t know about the Rainbow Bridge, but I still knew that I was sending you some place free from pain and free from cancer. Lots has happened in the ten years you’ve been gone, but I bet you already knew that…As a matter of fact, you probably know everything that’s gone on over the last ten years…
Lots of kitties (Calvin, Hobbie, Strappy, and Wolfie) have come into my life, but I want to assure you that you still hold a very special place in my heart. You were the best present I got for my 18th birthday. I still remember the day we brought you home. You were so polite and lady like, yet so frisky and loving. It didn’t take long for us to form a special bond…a bond that would grow stronger and stronger over the next 16 years. I remember going away to college and how sad I felt when I had to leave you. I also remember how excited I’d get when I’d come home for holidays. I was excited to see grandma and grandpa, but I was mostly excited to see you. Do you remember when I graduated from college and got my first teaching job? I moved into my very first apartment…the best part of that move was getting to take you with me. I always loved coming home to you after work. You would greet me with that little stretch that let me know that you’d napped all day and that you were glad to finally have me home to pet you, love you, and play with you. I loved having you sleep with me…next to me, on top of me, at my feet…I loved it all. I even loved when I’d move my feet in the middle of the night and you attacked them. We were such buddies…we went on vacations together, we talked…you knew all my secrets and never passed judgment. We sure had lots of happy years together 16 of them to be exact. Even after you’d been diagnosed with mammary cancer we still had a happy life…we took things one day at a time and appreciated each and every moment we spent together. On December 17, 1994 you let me know it was time. When you passed away you did it with such dignity and grace…I wouldn’t have expected less from one as elegant as you…up until the very end you were always a lady. I still miss you, my little Dolly Folly Polly Wog. I can still feel your soft fur, hear your quiet little purr, and feel the sweet little kisses you used to give me with the tip of your little tongue. I will, as always, carry you with me in my heart. I love you, sweet girl.
Oh, and, Dolly about 5 years ago I met a, ummm, well, a, d-o-g…a very cute little puppy to be exact. She stole my heart, Dolly. Not the part of my heart that you occupy, of course, but she sure was cute and I loved her dearly. She is actually a fairly new resident at the Rainbow Bridge. I’m sure you gave her a very warm welcome when she arrived…after first giving her a little bit of a hard time for being a d-o-g. I hope that you two are getting along fine, running and playing, napping and eating, chasing and being chased. I look forward to the day when you and Shiloh meet me at the Rainbow Bridge and we continue on together.
Give Shiloh one of your sweet little kisses, but be careful, she’ll return the favor with a big wet sloppy one. Tell Shiloh I miss and love her just as I miss and love you.
(I wish I had a picture of Dolly to post, but digital camaras weren't around 10 years ago. She was a beautiful white persian kitty with pink ears and a smooshed nose)
Sweet Dolly Jean
March 17, 1978 - December 17, 1994