Thanks For the Memories, Simba

We lost a very dear friend this past week. Simba had become so very frail and weak. He gave us so much joy during his 19 years! We held him as he passed, shedding copious tears. He was an extraordinary red tabby cat with no pedigree. There were no blue ribbon winners in his family tree. But he was as majestic as any winner in a feline show! Oh, how we will miss him! How we hated to see him go. His ashes will be scattered in the mountains above Colorado Springs, By the compassionate veterinarian who takes care of such things. When we view magnificent Pikes Peak towering in the pristine skies, We'll be consoled knowing that 'neath its shining crown, Simba lies! There's a place called Rainbow Bridge where he'll be restored to health, Where he'll frolic with other animals, teasing them with his feline stealth! One glorious day he'll spot us 'mongst the multitude for a grand reunion, And rain happy kisses on our faces as we tickle his tummy in glad communion! Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (c) All Rights Reserved (24 October 2013)