When Sisters Stand Shoulder To

You Took Me To Adventure And To Love. We Two Have Shared Great Joy And Great Sorrow. And Now I Stand At The Gate Of The Paddock Watching You Run In An Ecstasy Of Freedom, Knowing You Will Return To Stand Quietly, Loyally, Beside Me.

Sisters Don't Need Words. They Have Perfected A Language Of Snarls And Smiles And Frowns And Winks - Expressions Of Shocked Surprise And Incredulity And Disbelief. Sniffs And Snorts And Gasps And Sighs - That Can Undermine Any Tale You're Telling.

Loss Leaves Us Empty - But Learn Not To Close Your Heart And Mind In Grief. Allow Life To Replenish You. When Sorrow Comes It Seems Impossible - But New Joys Wait To Fill The Void.

A Cat Can Maintain A Position Of Curled Up Somnolence On Your Knee Until You Are Nearly Upright. To The Last Minute She Hopes Your Conscience Will Get The Better Of You And You Will Settle Down Again.

Medicines May Be Necessary. Flowers Lift The Heart. But Your Smile Is The Best Restorative Of All.