| Location | West Coltness, Wishaw, Lanarkshire |
| Age | 11 years |
| Date of Birth | 06/07/1981 |
| Date of Death | 02/01/1993 |
| Visitors | 556 since 17/11/2008 |
| Creator |
Thomas (Tam the Bam) was given to me by my friend Jean Chambers, aged 5½ weeks. He was already
weaned and house-trained, so settled in very nicely as one of the family. Chris & Ziggy adored him,
and he followed them everywhere. He could always be found sleeping in one of their beds when he
wasn't out prowling the woods behind our house. He had a fascination with machinery and used to sit
on our motorbikes and go for wee jaunts with the boys and me! He also loved sitting on the hoover
while I was trying to use it, and on the twin-tub washing machine when it was on spin cycle. He was
a character, everybody loved Tam. He had a funny habit of sitting on the window ledge and growling
if he saw a stranger! His presence is still missed, although I have had a few cats since he died.
The current Boss of the House is Wee Zed, named after my late son, as he is Ziggy's cat's kitten.
Thomas was unfortunately killed by a local fox on 2 Jan 93, and it broke our hearts. Ziggy buried
him in a wooden box in the heart of the woods. R.I.P. TAM xxx
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~ Cat Heaven (by Cynthia Rylant) ~
The way to Cat Heaven is a field of sweet grass
where crickets and butterflies play.
A cat may be late getting to Heaven...
there is so much fun on the way!
But an angel will wait at the yellow front door
wait till a kitty comes home.
And when he arrives she'll give him a kiss and
some milk in a bowl of his own.
There are trees in Cat Heaven trees made just for cats,
trees growing so green and so high.
But no one gets stuck in a tree anymore--
if a cat wants down he will fly!
And oh all the toys kitty toys everywhere,
thousands and thousands go by.
There are buttons and baubles and
small catnip afloat in the sky!
There are angels of course with soft angel laps,
where kitties can purr loud and strong.
The angels will rub kitty’s noses and ears,
and sing them a Cat Heaven song.
And when cats are hungry there is God's kitchen counter
all covered with white kitty dishes,
full of tuna and salmon and mounds of sardines
and wonderful little pink fishes.
The cats in Cat Heaven are so loved and spoiled
God lets them all lie on his bed...
He walks in his garden with a good black book
and a kitty asleep on his head.
Then when a cat needs to he may simply ponder
and watch the blue world deep and wide....
he will watch the old house where he once lived and wandered,
and the people who loved him inside.
All cats love Heaven they know the way there
they know where the angel cats fly.
They will turn past the stars and the moon and the sun.....
to curl up with God in the sky.
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LOVE FROM MEL. xxx
For animal lovers everywhere, who truly understand an "unconditional love". x
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♥ Unconditional Love ♥
(by Allison Chambers Coxsey)
A treasure to be cherished,
a gift from God above;
is the beauty of a friendship,
touched by unconditional love.
A love that asks no questions,
believes in all the best;
never doubting, ever trusting,
withstanding any test.
A love that weathers any storm,
and yet that love still stands;
through the very darkest hour,
it still reaches out a hand.
There in that hand the sweetest gift,
that you can give a friend;
a heart that cares, a love that shares,
that will be there till the end.
A treasure to be cherished,
a gift from God above;
is what I share with you my friend,
an unconditional love.
✝•♥•✞•✝•♥•✞•✝•♥•✞•✝•♥•✞•✝•♥•✞
❤•❧•❣•♡•♥•❦•❥•❤•❧•❣•♡•♥•❦•❥•
❁ OUR PATH NEVER ENDED ❁
(Author Unknown)
I walk in golden fields now,
my wondrous new place called home.
With flowers blooming everywhere,
on the path of our love I roam.
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Upon the doorstep of my life,
my journey reached its end.
My new home has an endless glow,
where heavenly rivers flow.
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With love I gather a sweet bouquet,
of flowers from the fields.
With love to you mommy,
whose joyfulness now yields.
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I am in a very special place,
where love will just increase.
A home that awaits you mom,
where we all find great peace.
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Right beyond sweet heaven's gate,
is a home beyond all dreams.
We walk in gardens filled with life
blessed with gentle crystal streams.
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Keep smiling like you always did,
when I walked into the room.
Joy fills this place where I wait,
Till your life with me resumes.
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Remembrances of our love you see,
like flowers scent a room.
Within our hearts, in memory,
our precious love shall bloom.
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To light your way sweetheart. xxx
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♥ ANOTHER LIT CANDLE ♥
(Author Unknown)
Our prayers are offered, our eyes wet with tears,
so sad when we hear this happening,
seems all of a sudden too many are passing.
We do what we can, but we aren’t the Great Maker.
He lends them to us, and they give us their love,
Its what they do best, it’s their gift from above.
Tonight, when you're grieving and missing him so,
just know you have friends,
some you don’t even know.
Our candles are burning,
to give him some light,
on his final last journey
as he goes home tonight.
Another lit candle to brighten his way,
another lit candle at the end of the day.
Our babies are family and try as we might,
seems nothing we say or do makes it feel alright.
Great Maker in Heaven, all angels and saints,
receive my dear baby, give him gladness and light.
Another lit candle to brighten his way,
another lit candle at the end of the day.
Our candles are burning
to give him some light,
on his final last journey,
as he goes home tonight.
AMEN
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Sometimes.
Sometimes if I am very still, I can feel them
Not with my fingers that used to weave their way
through their fur...but with my heart.
Sometimes when I'm quiet, I can see them
Not with my eyes that used to shine
at the sight of their faces ~ But in those
special places nestled deep inside.
Sometimes when I'm high on the mountain,
I can hear them
Not with my ears that captured the happy
sounds they made
But from echoes in my memory.
And sometimes...
the lonely times, I feel a terrible kind of sorrow
Not in my mind that cried out in anguish when they left
But from a pain nurtured deep in my soul.
Sometimes....only sometimes...
that pain can be hard to bear. So I climb high on
the mountain, the cool wind in my hair
And remember how it once was, and feel
this fierce kind of joy.
Knowing that once upon a time for a little while...
I had it all. ~ Sometimes, it is enough.
(Author Unknown)
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♦♥• THE NEW DAWN •♥♦
(Author: Timothy R. Laurence)
In endless fields they leap they fly
Through sunny meadows; mountains high
No more an earthbound care have they
A new dawn breaks not end of day.
We knew them once these creatures fair
A memory now for those who shared
Their lives their hearts their love their home
So saddened now that we're alone.
But soon there comes to us a dream
A passing distant joyful scene
Where now our own pet's loving soul
Beside a friendless creature strolls.
Their new companions tell of when
They walked the earth without a friend
But now in company with our own
They've found a new and better home.
Before we know this dream is gone
We wake again but with this dawn
Our hearts are light for now at last
We know the reason why they passed.
It was for love they'd left our side
To be with those who when they died
Had left this earth afraid alone
Unquite souls who had no home.
Far better then for us to know
To those in need our friends did go
For having shared our love with them
They've left to share it now again.
In distant fields they leap they fly
And shower love on those who died
No more an earthbound care have they
A new dawn breaks not end of day.
SOLACE
(Written by Lisa Carmel Singer)
From the Silence of your pain, I heard my name
and on the wings of light I have come
to see the sadness in your eyes
that cry without tears. Can you see me, I am here.
I will always be near you,
to calm your shattered heart
and to make you smile at the memories.
Do you feel me, perhaps a soft brush of fur.
You ache to believe it's real
but you are afraid to hope
you brush away a strand of hair.
But it was I, whispering
I am only here for a moment.
The silver thread gently quivers
I will leave behind my love in a dream
When you awaken and without really knowing why
Your heart will know at last
That it is all right for now
to say goodbye.
The Journey (Part 1)
When you bring a pet into your life, you begin a journey. A journey that will bring you more love and devotion than you have ever known, yet will also test your strength and courage. If you allow, the journey will teach you many things, about life, about yourself, and most of all, about love. You will come away changed forever, for one soul cannot touch another without leaving its mark.
Along the way, you will learn much about savoring life's simple pleasures -- jumping in leaves, snoozing in the sun, the joys of puddles, and even the satisfaction of a good scratch behind the ears. If you spend much time outside, you will be taught how to truly experience every element, for no rock, leaf, or log will go unexamined, no rustling bush will be overlooked, and even the very air will be inhaled, pondered, and noted as being full of valuable information.
Your pace may be slower, except when heading home to the food dish, but you will become a better naturalist, having been taught by an expert in the field. Too many times we hike on automatic pilot, our goal being to complete the trail rather than enjoy the journey. We miss the details: the colorful mushrooms on the rotting log, the honeycomb in the old maple snag, the hawk feather caught on a twig.
Once we walk as a dog does, we discover a whole new world. We stop; we browse the landscape, we kick over leaves, peek in tree holes, look up, down, all around. And we learn what any dog knows: that nature has created a marvelously complex world that is full of surprises, that each cycle of the seasons bring ever changing wonders, each day an essence all its own.
Even from indoors you will find yourself more attuned to the world around you. You will find yourself watching: summer insects collecting on a screen; how bizarre they are; how many kinds there are or noting the flick and flash of fireflies through the dark. You will stop to observe the swirling dance of windblown leaves, or sniff the air after a rain. It does not matter that there is no objective in this; the point is in the doing, in not letting life's most important details slip by.
You will find yourself doing silly things that your pet-less friends might not understand: spending thirty minutes in the grocery aisle looking for the cat food brand your feline must have, buying dog birthday treats, or driving around the block an extra time because your pet enjoys the ride. You will roll in the snow, wrestle with chewie toys, bounce little rubber balls till your eyes cross, and even run around the house trailing your bathrobe tie with a cat in hot pursuit, all in the name of love.
Your house will become muddier and hairier. You will wear less dark clothing and buy more lint rollers. You may find dog biscuits in your pocket or purse, and feel the need to explain that an old plastic shopping bag adorns your living room rug because your cat loves the crinkly sound. You will learn the true measure of love. The steadfast, undying kind that says, "It doesn't matter where we are or what we do, or how life treats us as long as we are together."
The Journey (Part 2)
Respect this always. It is the most precious gift any living soul can give another. You will not find it often among the human race. And you will learn humility. The look in my dog's eyes often made me feel ashamed. Such joy and love at my presence. She saw not some flawed human who could be cross and stubborn, moody or rude, but only her wonderful companion. Or maybe she saw those things and dismissed them as mere human foibles, not worth considering, and so chose to love me anyway.
If you pay attention and learn well, when the journey is done, you will be not just a better person, but the person your animal companion always knew you to be. The one they were proud to call beloved friend. I must caution you that this journey is not without pain. Like all paths of true love, the pain is part of loving. For as surely as the sun sets, one day your dear animal companion will follow a trail you cannot yet go down. And you will have to find the strength and love to let them go.
An animal companion's time on earth is far too short, especially for those that love them. We borrow them, really, just for a while, and during these brief years they are generous enough to give us all their love, every inch of their spirit and heart, until one day there is nothing left. The cat that only yesterday was a kitten is all too soon old and frail and sleeping in the sun. The young pup of boundless energy now wakes up stiff and lame, the muzzle gone to gray.
Deep down we somehow always knew that this journey would end. We knew that if we gave our hearts they would be broken. But give them we must for it is all they ask in return. When the time comes, and the road curves ahead to a place we cannot see, we give one final gift and let them run on ahead, young and whole once more. "God speed, good friend," we say, until our journey comes full circle and our paths cross again.
Crystal Ward Kent, 1998 (www.journeyforanimals.com) Reproduced by kind permission.
True of Dogs, and all animals for that matter! x
♥═══♥ WHY HUMANS LIVE LONGER THAN DOGS ♥═══♥
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife, Lisa, and their little boy, Shane, were all very attached to Belker and they were hoping for a miracle.
I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family there were no miracles left for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.
As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for the four-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn some thing from the experience. The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family surrounded him.
Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on.
Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away. The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion.
We sat together for a while after Belker's death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.
Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, "I know why."
Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation.
He said, “People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right? The four-year-old continued, "Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long."
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply, Speak kindly.
Leave the rest to God.
(Author Unknown)
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