General Chat

I had my old cat Toby put to sleep this morning . I had had him for 18 years , he was in fact born in my house .
He had turned into skin and bones , had gone deaf and lost nearly all his marbles ( but not the one with food on it ......lol ).
He is buried in my garden now.....next to his Mum who died several years ago.
He might be gone but will never be forgotton.

The Wicket Green Gate

Twelve gates there are in Heavens wall
Round the city clear as glass.
And every gate is made of pearl
Through which the white souls pass.

But there’s another humble gate
A wicket green and low
That leads to wide and pleasant fields
Where long cool grasses grow.

Apostles stand at the gates of pearl
But by this wicket green
He who doth save both man and beast
The Lord himself, is seen.

He calls his creatures to come in
And opens the wicket wide
And the poor things,when they hear his voice
Flock through to the other side.

Tired horses and beaten cats
And poor lost dogs are there..
And little birds once cramped and caged
Come singing through the air

Fair is the city of golden streets
With the gates of pearl flung wide.
But let us come to that wicket green
And stand by the Masters side

Anon

Amanda : (