Life of the Lintee Bean

I’d written recently of my loss of Afer E Granny, my “heart”.

When it rains, it pours – I lost Omaha, my “soul”, last night.  Perhaps they were meant to make this journey together.  Perhaps the powers-that-be just felt as long as I was grieving, best dump everything on me at once.  I don’t know, but my heart aches and my home feels empty and life isn’t the same without them.

I never knew Omaha healthy, nor has anyone I know.  He was admitted to the shelter with leg/hip injuries and potential neurological damage.  So, I have difficulty imagining him running free now – but I’m sure he is.

Omie da Great

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Posted in Chi-Town Fur Gang | Tagged death, grief, Omaha | 4 Comments

4 Responses

1. on October 15, 2008 at 9:03 am Pam Kelley

   Oh no! I am SO sorry to hear that! My thoughts are with you today. I wish I had something to tell you that would make you feel better. All I can say is I know it hurts, and I think you are an angel because you took such good care of him. His life was enriched because of you.

   
   
2. on October 15, 2008 at 11:48 am Steph

   (((Lynette)))

   I’m so sorry to hear that Omie passed as well. We’re thinking of you…

   
   
3. on October 15, 2008 at 5:28 pm naturallydotty

   Oh No, I am really sorry to hear that. My heart goes out to you and the other pusses
   Sally

   
   
4. on October 15, 2008 at 9:50 pm Rone

   Oh Lynette, I’m so sorry! I’m sure Omaha has joined Afer at the rainbow bridge. You’re in my thoughts & I’ll be lighting a candle for you tonight.

   
   

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