Our house is haunted. I take the can opener from the drawer and wait for someone to come near. I hear noises and expect to see a little face peering up at me. I walk into the bedroom and look to see if someone is napping on the bed. I eat my morning cereal and save just a bit of milk to share with a little friend. Yes, our house in haunted by the memories of two elderly cats which have been a part of our lives for the last eighteen years.
We knew this day would come as they aged, lost weight, became less active, stopped playing, and then showed signs of actual suffering. But still the dreaded days came too soon. We lost Adelaide in December and then Clementine just this past weekend.
So, for the first time in many, many years there are no little felines sharing our home. Will we get another cat? Perhaps, but not for a time. The cat accouterments are boxed and in the attic awaiting possible future need.
Are there animals in heaven? Randy Alcorn has an interesting perspective on this in his book Heaven. I do know that God created the animals and that He cares for them and wants us to take good care of those which he has entrusted to our care. I'm thankful for those which have given me a great deal of joy and left their paw prints on my heart.
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