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If tears could keep a pet alive longer

Martha has trouble walking up the stairs now. She takes each step one at a time, slowly. Every night she makes the long walk up the stairs to lay beside our bed.


Martha and Pooh

When I  got out of bed this morning I stepped on a wet spot. Did I spill a glass of water? No, it was Martha. She peed on the carpet. She didn’t bark to be let out.

I thought she was dying. The beginning of the end.

The veterinarian said she has a bladder infection. Martha has to take medicine with her dog food. One pill in the morning and one pill at night for twenty days.

I probably wouldn’t have cried if the veterinarian hospital wasn’t the same one I took Pooh’s body to when he died last year on April 1st. The same hospital I picked up Pooh’s ashes in a little box, in a small bag.

If tears could keep a pet alive longer…


Pooh was a writer. He had his own blog at thecatwhowrites.com. Harper, the kitten, is the writer there now. Sometimes Martha guest posts.

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My name is Pamela Hodges. I am a writer and an artist. I write to encourage and to bring laughter. I paint cats, draw cartoons and write books for children and grown ups.

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  • Susan W A

    Hi, Pamela,
    Scrumptious picture of Martha and Pooh … such depth of loving friendship; makes me want to cuddle.
    So sorry Martha isn’t feeling well. She is so lucky to have you to help her through this, Pamela. I know she feels better just knowing you’re there for her. Your love fills her heart and being.
    I do miss Pooh, whom I met at The Write Practice. I always enjoyed his comments and gained joyful confidence in my writing when I read his feedback, and usually learned about life through example, too. I have seen one post by Harper, and I must say she is doing an exquisite job. I’m sure Pooh is proud.
    Take care of your tender heart, Pamela.
    With kindness and appreciation,
    – Susan W. A.

    • Good Morning Susan,
      I am so happy to see you here. Thank you for reading my stories.
      Pooh had written his memoir before he died. I am editing it now, hoping to have it ready to publish before Christmas. Would you like to read it when the first draft is done? I know he loved to read your writing.
      I will tell Harper what you said.
      Sending you sunbeams and cat purrs.

      • Susan W A

        wow! if you would like to share the draft with me when you’re ready, that would be so cool; your choice when it comes time. thanks so much for offering.

        thank you, too, for the sunbeams and cat purrs. although it’s been many years since I’ve had a cat, the mention of those two things brings visceral and palpable recollections … warm fur of a lounging cat …quick half turn to bring the front paws outstretched overhead, inviting the sunbeam to warm the upturned chin and chest … the low, pulsing rumble of the purrrrr rrrrr rrrrr and the slow sliding lean-in of firm, loving nudge.

    • Harper Hodges

      Hello Susan W A,
      I love your name. I wonder if I should be Harper E H? What does that sound like?
      Thank you for your kind words about my writing. I love to write. Well, I dictate and Mrs. Hodges types.
      I am learning how to read. I can read, “Hop on Pop” now, but I really want to read chapter books.
      Please keep writing Susan, and keep having joyful confidence in your work. You have stories only you can tell. Because no one else is you. Please don’t worry about if you spell a word wrong, just keep writing.
      Love Harper
      p.s. If I could send you a sunbeam I would.

      • Susan W A

        Dear Harper,
        Congratulations on your reading! Isn’t that exciting.

        My mother loved cats and she loved reading. When my son was born, the first book she gave him was Top Cat by Lois Ehlert.

        Thank you for your encouragement. I will keep writing.

  • EmFairley

    Praying for Martha and all of you.
    Gentle hugs,
    Em x

  • Robn Patrick

    Good grief, I got teary just reading this. My heart so loves my animal persons. sigh. I just keep reminding myself that they are a gift from God and that I just need to give in fully and enjoy the ride. When the sadness comes I’ll take it as an honor to be there for them at the end of that ride.

    • Hi Robn,
      Pets really are a gift, aren’t they? I love how they love us unconditionally. They don’t even care if we forget to put on deodorant.

  • La McCoy

    Dear Martha,
    I am sorry you are not feeling your best.
    I had to go to the doctor this week too. Mom took me. The doctor rubbed me and tried to poke me with things. I do not understand why they do that.
    I did like the treats she gave me.
    The doctor said I am doing well.
    You are my friend Martha and I do hope you get well soon.
    I have to take pills too. Mom gives me a pill to sleep so she does not have me get her up every hour just to stand outside in the dark yard. Mom hides then in cheese. I like cheese. I used to eat the cheese and not the pill. I finally figured out she wanted me to take the pill. So i do. I still like the cheese.
    Love, Edelweiss.

  • Judy Powers

    There is no way to count the tears I have cried and still cry at the loss of my pets. The mere thought of losing another one buckles me knees. There is a different kind of love that God gave to us for our animal sweet hearts. He knows that love, after all, he made animals first. I am glad dear Martha only has a bladder infection and not something worse. I am sorry that you had to revisit your loss of sweet Pooh. Love to you!!

    • Hello Judy,
      You have written about the love you have for your pets. Loving deeply when they are alive and mourning their loss when they die.
      I pray the joy you have from Annie, your kitten, will help heal the wounds from the death of your pets.

  • That’s the deal with pets. They give us unconditional love and joy. And then break our hearts when they go. The pain we feel for their loss reflects the immensity of love they brought.

    • Well said John. They do. They break our hearts when they go. Big love, big pain.
      How is your kitty?

  • Elsie

    I’m glad it’s only an infection. Pets enter our hearts and it hurts so much to lose them. So sorry Pooh is gone.

    • Hello Elsie,
      Thank you for your kind words about Pooh.
      Do you know you are the first person to subscribe to my blog? And it was your encouragement the first year I sliced that helped me keep writing?
      Thank you Elsie, writer, adventurer, finder of weird holes beside the road, lover of strawberries, and amazing encourager.