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Posted by on July 20, 2010
Sweet Maia Sleeping with Me.


Several years ago on a fatefull snowy winter night I was told about a cat. Her name at the time was Shania, and she had chronic bowel problems and her owner at that time was going to kill her because she was tired of dealing with the “problem.” Never one to let that happen I took myself out there and there she was (more details of course but this post is not about those) sweet little all black girl. She had been declawed (a practice I abhor.) spayed (good) and was very underweight. At 3 years old Maia only weighed about 3lbs. And yes indeed she had the chronic stinky bowel issue. Never the less I packed her up took her home and never looked back She became my little Maia girl.


When I brought her home that Night the Hubby said “She looks like Oscar the grouch” and bless her heard she did. But he also said “you will be a beautiful cat when we get you straightened out” and that she was. A change in diet and some good probiotics later Maia was fine,nd gained some weight though she was always a small girl she would contiune to have bouts of tummy issues because asmuch as we wanted her to remain on a wet food diet Maia was a kibble addict.


Sadly this morning at 5:15am my sweet girl went peacefully across the rainbow bridge. I am happy she was peacefull. I am happy we gave her the years we did and how much she brought into my life. Maia was a sweetheart to everyone, even sleeping all day (and night too) with a house guest who came to visit twice. My life will not be the same without her. I with the way she would march up to me and “Scream” at me when she wanted love. How she would sleep in the most annoying places like on my letter writing box and yet I loved her for it and I would never move her. I love you Maia. Thank you for being my Angel I shall see you again someday across the rainbowbridge.


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, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; 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 each 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. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run 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 Rainbow Bridge together….

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3 Responses to “R.I.P Sweet Girl”

  1. Julie says:

    I'm so sorry to hear that Maia has passed on. I know you will really miss her.

  2. I feel bad for you. I know how much it hurt when our first cat died. I am glad we got another one though. So many homeless cats are looking for a good forever home.

  3. Thank you. I will miss her dearly.I have hardly been able to sleep because I am so used to her sleeping with me.

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