My dear friend Vickie's cat, Smoltz died a couple of weeks ago and I've been wanting to write about it but the time wasn't quite right.  Then Thursday afternoon, I discovered what I needed and subconsciously was waiting for - a rose to bloom from a very special rosebush - one that I planted for my cat, Ashley when she died nearly three years ago.

I knew this was an extra special bud because there was a drop of water on it from a recent rain shower and it reminded me of a tear drop - as one of many that Vickie and her husband have had fall over the loss of Schmoltz. 

Smoltz was a special cat - not only to Vickie and her husband but to me too because so many times when Vickie and I would be chatting on the phone - either supporting each other or giggling about something, Schmoltz would climb on Vickie to get to the phone as if to say hello to me.  He did this a lot shortly after Ashley died, I recall. 

My heart goes out to Vickie and her husband.  I know how much they loved Schmoltz and what a source of comfort, joy, laughter, and love he was.  This rose is not only for Smoltz but also for both of you...  It's a symbol of my love and sympathy to you both.  Please keep them both in your thoughts as they grieve such a special member of their family.