Friday, 26 August 2011

Dilly be sad for old frend gon away



be gon to Heaven now.

Dilly be sad......
 
waaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
wahwahwahwahwah
wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh


Dilly ware blak bow....
 Dilly frend Chester put blak ribbon on....

Be sad.
Pleez go Miss Peachy's blog an leev messidge for Karla, she be Peachy's Mommy.

Waahhhhhhhhh
Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh


8 comments:

Found art blog said...

Oh that's so sad, Dilly. Hope you have lots of tishoos

Julie said...

Don't cwy Dilly. Julie send hugs xoxoxox

MISS PEACH ~(^.^)~ said...

Dearest Dilly...do not weep for me..I am always in your heart. I like it here in heaven...you are the first friend I am writing from here! It is nice and warm all the time and the saucers are real English bone china filled with sweet creme! There is a store filled with lovely ribbons...maybe I can send you one.
I love you and your mommy so very much. Your friendships have carried me high and made mommy smile wiht comfort.
Always your adoring Miss Peach

Maggie and Mitch said...

We are so sorry to hear about Miss Peach, Dilly. We wish we could have gotten to know her. She's very beautiful.

Love ya lots,
Maggie and Mitch

Daisy said...

Dilly, I was so very sad when Miss Peach had to go to the Bridge. What a beautiful and sweet kitty she was.

Hammie Hamster said...

Oooh, how sad! We love cats... Hope she's happy in cat heaven... Big hug from all of us over here.

BumbleVee said...

a BIG hug is all I can send dear Dilly.....and it doesn't do much really...... but, words don't even come close.....

The Teddy Bear Family said...

Tine says, "My brother Tee is a cat, so he can hear cattish things. He can even hear from Mr. Bo Jangles, Grandma's cat from before we were adopted. Rumor has it Bo met up with Miss Peach at a squirrel chasing contest in heaven. Something about Miss Peach not getting into the spirit of the chase and something about cream on classy plates.

"Sorry, hard to understand cat talk, and, frankly, Bo was more of a mouser, who preferred spaghetti sauce to cream, (American cats and all), but sounds like cats have a blast in kitty heaven. Since my twin brother is a cat, I suspect we all get to find out eventually.

"I just hope I don't have to eat raw squirrels. Just sayin'"

From the rest of the family, "Warm wishes to Dilly, Bob, and Miss Peach's Mommy."