Murphy
A donation was made in memory of Murphy by Doctors and Staff of the Feline Medical Clinic on Jun 28, 2010.
Murphy
July 26, 2001 – April 2,2010
We drove to Bremerton, Washington in October of 2001 to pick-up our new Scottish Fold kitten at the Silvear Moon cattery.
Jennifer of Silvear Moon cattery e-mailed us a picture of a long-haired red tabby and we instantly fell in love. This kitten’s knee had not formed correctly in the womb and he would always have a limp. Once we saw this kitten and cuddled him there was no question that he was going home with us, even with a bad knee.
When we arrived home we noticed the perfect M on his forehead and our son Justin decided to name him Murphy.
Murphy was so full of life and soon wiggled his way into the entire family’s life. Our two boys, Justin (age 16) and Garrett (age 10) loved Murphy deeply and would always make time to cuddle or play with him. Murphy also quickly made friends with our other cat Maximillian and they would sleep side by side.
While Murphy loved his family and was always near, he was extremely shy around strangers and would disappear.
One of our fondest memories of Murphy is when he would playfully arch his back, turn sideways and hop towards us. This movement was a result of his bad knee. Watching him do this and seeing the perfect M on his forehead we started to call him the “Murphinator”. Murphy only did this behavior with the family so we felt very privileged to have seen this.
Of all the wonderful memories of Murphy the one that we will miss the most is the sound of his purring. We have had many cats and Murphy’s purr was by far the loudest.
Murphy struggled with kidney issues at the end and finally succumbed to it. We want to thank the wonderful staff and Veterinarians at the Feline Medical Clinic in Vancouver, Washington for all their help and compassion they gave to Murphy and the family. We would also like to thank them for donating in Murphy’s name.
On the day that Murphy passed we saw the largest and most spectacular rainbow that we had ever seen. We know in our hearts that this rainbow was meant for Murphy. The moment that we saw this amazing rainbow it brought the following poem back:
The Rainbow Bridge
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends, so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigour; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they miss someone very special to them who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together.
Debbie W.
July 26, 2001 – April 2,2010
We drove to Bremerton, Washington in October of 2001 to pick-up our new Scottish Fold kitten at the Silvear Moon cattery.
Jennifer of Silvear Moon cattery e-mailed us a picture of a long-haired red tabby and we instantly fell in love. This kitten’s knee had not formed correctly in the womb and he would always have a limp. Once we saw this kitten and cuddled him there was no question that he was going home with us, even with a bad knee.
When we arrived home we noticed the perfect M on his forehead and our son Justin decided to name him Murphy.
Murphy was so full of life and soon wiggled his way into the entire family’s life. Our two boys, Justin (age 16) and Garrett (age 10) loved Murphy deeply and would always make time to cuddle or play with him. Murphy also quickly made friends with our other cat Maximillian and they would sleep side by side.
While Murphy loved his family and was always near, he was extremely shy around strangers and would disappear.
One of our fondest memories of Murphy is when he would playfully arch his back, turn sideways and hop towards us. This movement was a result of his bad knee. Watching him do this and seeing the perfect M on his forehead we started to call him the “Murphinator”. Murphy only did this behavior with the family so we felt very privileged to have seen this.
Of all the wonderful memories of Murphy the one that we will miss the most is the sound of his purring. We have had many cats and Murphy’s purr was by far the loudest.
Murphy struggled with kidney issues at the end and finally succumbed to it. We want to thank the wonderful staff and Veterinarians at the Feline Medical Clinic in Vancouver, Washington for all their help and compassion they gave to Murphy and the family. We would also like to thank them for donating in Murphy’s name.
On the day that Murphy passed we saw the largest and most spectacular rainbow that we had ever seen. We know in our hearts that this rainbow was meant for Murphy. The moment that we saw this amazing rainbow it brought the following poem back:
The Rainbow Bridge
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends, so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigour; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they miss someone very special to them who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together.
Debbie W.
