JOEY
you left too soon
The house seems silent
Its sombre tones echo through
Each room where once you walked
And danced and played.
Sad faces question your absence
And I cannot answer them
For my heart is broken, yet again,
By the parting of a beloved friend.
Your time with us was but a whisper -
A blink of the eye, and too late
The breath was stolen from you
And there you lay, lifeless.
Thank you for your love and friendship;
Thank you for the joy you brought;
All those odd little presents
From the compost heap and other places
Often made me smile with gladness
At your clever ingenuity.
Rest in peace now, little one,
Locked forever in my heart
There you’ll remain - until we meet
And I can hold you once more
Safe, within my arms.
Pauline Dewberry
26.12.97 (2 days after Joey was run over and killed on Christmas Eve)
"Of all the [cat] toys available, none is better designed than the owner himself. A large multipurpose plaything, its parts can be made to move in almost any direction. It comes completely assembled, and it makes a noise when you jump on it."
Stephen Baker