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Gone But Not Forgotten – One-liner Wednesday #1linerWeds

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Today marks 4 years since my Cinnamon girl crossed the Rainbow Bridge and became an angel. I miss you my sweet Cinny and I’ll see you again one day across the Bridge.

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This post is part of One-liner Wednesday:

One-Liner Wednesday – The Perfect Toy


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RIP My Sweet Shadow

Yesterday, I had to make one of the hardest decisions a pet owner has to make. My sweet kitty, Shadow, had been sick for the last couple of months with IBD and an intestinal lymphoma and, unfortunately, the treatment did not seem to be helping him. He seemed to be growing weaker and, just in general, was not the happy kitty he’d been. So yesterday afternoon, the decision was made to help him cross over. 😦  He is now over the Rainbow Bridge with my sweet angel Cinnamon, the miniature poodle he grew up with.

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I had him since he was a kitten, and he had just turned 14 years old last month.

I will miss you, my sweet, loving boy. I will miss you curling up next to me on the couch, and I will miss you climbing into my lap to reach up and lick my earlobes while kneading my shoulders. I will even miss cleaning up the presents you would occasionally catch and leave on the back porch.

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My Shadow

No matter what some superstitious people may think about black cats, you were the best and sweetest kitty and I was blessed to have you. Run free and play at the Rainbow Bridge with your fur sister Cinnamon, my Shadow, and one day I will see you both again.

 


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One Year Ago

It’s been a year ago today since my sweet Cinnamon girl crossed the Rainbow Bridge at the age of 12, and I still find myself missing her every once in a while.

 

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I love you and miss you, my silly little Cinnamon, and I’m sure we’ll see each other again one day.


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After Five Months Gone

It’s been 5 months since my miniature poodle, Cinnamon, crossed the rainbow bridge. I find myself missing her just once in a while now, not as much as I did at first. She was in a dream the other night. And while watching a dog agility competition on TV the other day, I thought about how fun it would have been to have taught her to do the weave poles, and that made me miss her again. And now, realizing that she would have been 13 years old in a couple of days, I miss her again. She was such a sweet, loving girl who was always so happy to see me and go for walks with me (probably because she knew I’d give her a treat when we got back from the walk) and go for car rides, and got along great (for the most part) with my cat, Shadow… I feel myself tearing up just thinking about her to type this.
I miss you, my sweet, silly Cinnamonster. Happy birthday, sweetie.