Rest in Peace

Today our dog died while being on vacation with my parents in France. An enlarged heart. He wasn't really my dog anymore, since I moved out of my parents home, but we did share a good 12 years together. I can honestly say he was the sweetest, special and best little guy ever! I know we gave him a very good life, but knowing what I will be missing from now on just breaks my heart. Dali my little prins, I will always love you.

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Dancing bears are NOT cute AT ALL!

This picture just breaks my heart. I'm ashamed I'm human when I think about these crimes. Thank god for the people at WSPA!

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Lovely new kittens

I think you could say I'm a cat person. It's a family thing I guess... My late grandmother was the classical cat person you find in every street. She didn't only owned a few cats, but her whole house was filled with them and they were everywhere. Cats on coffee mugs, plates, on sweaters, as a vase, on the doormat, we even called her Grandma cat, so you get the idea.

My parents are more the cat rescuers types. Back when they lived in Amsterdam, they saved loads of street cats that needed help, fed the starving ones, gave some a safe place to live, took some to the vet when needed.

I'm not that sort of cat person though. I don't have mugs with them, or take them off the streets (as much as I would like to). But in my world, a house can only turn into a warm home with a cat.

I always owned a cat, but sadly (for me), I had to leave my cat at my parents place when I moved this summer. She loves her own safe house & the dog and I will never take that away from her.

So, we've been searching around for an old cat. I thought that would be a great idea to give an old one a loving home, but I found out it's hard to find an inside cat. You see, we love in a city with people that hate animals so much they do awful things to them. Not far behind our house passes a train every 15 minutes, that's next to a highway and we live close to a busy road with big busses. Not so nice and safe for an old outside cat. So with a doubtful mind, this Sunday we took off to a little town and bought ourselves two adorable kittens. Jack Bauer and Lisa (named after Lisa Hannigan). A boy & girl and they are so cute together. We took two because we both work and this way they don't have to be alone.

I do feel bad because I wanted one from the shelter, there are already so many unwanted cats in the world, waiting for a nice home. My parents tell me Jack Bauer & Lisa also needed a home and they found a good one. I guess they're right, we are good for them and already love them so much. I just need some time to think of it that way...

White Rabbit 09.09.2010

My rabbit wasn't a nervous wreck like White Rabbit in Alice in Wonderland. Mine was the cutest, the best, sweetest, the most awesome rabbit out there. I loved him. There were great times in the garden, a great friendship with my dog and some terrified times with my cats. Now he's just lying there, on his side, cold, gone forever...

I hate dead animals. I only like them alive, happy, healthy, jumping around like they're suppose to.
This morning, when I said goodbye to my sweet rabbit, I saw Grim Reaper in his eyes, waiting to take him away from this world to never return. I saw it coming for some days now, but closed my eyes for it. It's too soon, even 11 years are! But he was alive and I had hope he'd still be here when I returned from work tonight. But nature and Grim Reaper are cruel, so they made him die alone...
This morning, before I left, I thought of putting on some music for him. So he wouldn't feel alone today, but I don't know why... but I didn't. Now I regret how I did things today and wish I could've been there, hold him in my arms while he took his last breath...

Dear rabbit, forever rest in peace. I know you deserved a better life, I guess I've learned from my mistakes. Have fun in rabbit heaven where the grass is greener than green, where the fields have no ending and de carets are even more yummy than here on earth. I will miss you sweatheart...