My neighbors across the street are the folks that saved my sweet (or not so sweet) Auggie from the jaws of the two strays that were responsible for his demise.  But, oh how grateful Brian and I are for their quick response and coming for us so quickly.  So many other possible endings  make me shudder when I allow myself to think about it.

Some of the details just run like a loop in my head.  It is almost too much to bear.  The storms late that night were intense.  I keep thinking of what might have been a long lonely night for that wonderful cat.  That was all avoided and all because my neighbors jumped to the cause.

They knew where Auggie had run to try and escape and they came for us immediately.

These folks travel a whole lot.  They actually left town early the next morning and somehow still found time to send some very special Parrot Tulips.  Exquisite!

They are very involved in weddings and so they obviously know the good florists in town.

I was completely bowled over by this gesture.  Such grace and thought surely helped what started as such a dreadful day to brighten up in an amazing way.

But the love didn’t stop there!  My husbands niece and nephews that house sit so often for us, sent more flowers!

But wait…there’s more!  Yellow tulips for a yellow cat!  And believe it or not they came from the same florist as the Parrot Tulips! My friends are in the know! These came from a “cousin” as we say in the south.  She is a cat lover!

And then, my baby, er, I mean Ann Wilson across the street and her mom brought more tulips!  I think Auggie had Dutch ancestry!

And just as I think I am going to cry a river of gratitude, yet another friend arrives with champagne and a poppy called champagne bubbles!

This poppy looks like it might be something Carol Duvall made out of crepe paper.

Now my husband had also gone out and purchased an amazing bottle of the bubbly to celebrate the life of our Auggie.  We have been abstaining through Lent, but this was a life and a love we had to celebrate.

And in the midst of it all, people called, people tried to find us a new kitty to love, and people wrote on my blog and on FaceBook.  I had no idea of the power of love and humanity on such a dark day.  I have witnessed how all these people holding you up make a new day possible.

My husband fears that when he goes there will not be near the amount of flowers sent.  I know different.

But what I really know is that loving a pet is the purest love on earth.  It is a bond to animals and to people.

Sleep well, dear one.