The Adventures of Opus & Roscoe
My Story
- Remembering Roscoe
- I was just a farm cat from Indiana who moved to Italy where I lived "La Dolce Vita". Just 13 days before my 13th birthday, I was called to the rainbow bridge leaving behind two heart broken humans and my bestfriend/brother, Opus. This wake is a celebration of my life.
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.
My Birthday Boys
September 22, 1995
Forever in Our Hearts
Light a Candle for Roscoe
on his 13th birthday
Saint Gertrude
Patron Saint of Cats
3 comments:
Can't comment anymore as the maid is in too much tears..... so what happened to celebrating his life instead of mourning his death silly maid????
Karl
A full life sweet Roscoe had. Though short every minute of every day was filled with love.
My heawt is bweaking..WE had the most wondewful amazing times..nevew long enough, but the most wonedewful times of my life
I love you
sniffly smoochie kisses
ASTA
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