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I've been missing my Tinkerbell an awful lot. It's been a year now, but - darnit, can't stop crying. I am so sorry about Codee. What a beautiful face.

You did a beautiful job Dutchess. I love the Rainbow Bridge, but it always makes me sad...

I don't have a scanner or anyway to get this picture of Tinkerbell to you, so you will have to use your imagination.

She was just skin and bones when she found me. I heard a dog barking outside and went to look and there she was. She had a collar on with a little bell and that is how she got her name. Somebody had dropped her off, abandoned her.

For the first week she stayed on my bed except for using the bathroom. Finally she decided to come out and see what the rest of the apartment was like. We had two cats already, Tweety Bird and Bud Boy who had moved here with Momma. Little did we know that both Bud and Tweety Bird were due to leave us within the year.

As Tinkerbell gained her health back her beauty became more apparent, she was a soft blue grey color with the sweetest expression on her face and big eyes. She had longish hair and a great fluffy tail and was small and dainty.

The picture of TinkerBell that I'm looking at was taken when Momma walked into the living room and saw where she was lying. She was draped around a picture of Garfield that said "I'm not just another pretty face."

Tinkerbell adopted two boys - Sam and Murphy - so that they wouldn't have to go to the pound. Both boys were Burmese but Sam was black as the ace of spades and Murphy had the standard blue eyes and chocolate markings. She was a good mother to them. Later we had a fourth join us - another female name toy a Himalayan. She and Tinkerbell were good friends.

When I moved, I had to find a place for all but TinkerBell. She was getting on in years and the landlord said that I could keep her, but the others had to go. I miss them all but most of all I miss Tinkerbell.

When Momma died, she jumped up on the bed, licked Mommas' cheek and then rounded the other cats up and took them to the back bedroom. Sometimes, I think that she was human.

Awe...dixie what a sweet story of Tinkerbell and your other babies. Gizmo showed up on our doorstep too and has especially been a blessing now...I agree what you mean about them being almost human...

The picture of TinkerBell that I'm looking at was taken when Momma walked into the living room and saw where she was lying. She was draped around a picture of Garfield that said "I'm not just another pretty face."

That is so cute. I've got a mental picture of TinkerBell with your description. Sounds so pretty. I know you miss her. :(