tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387129716684348468.post5393271885024846550..comments2022-05-03T19:13:04.795-04:00Comments on Elizabeth G. Aakre, 1988-2006: Scooter (1998-2011)Patricia Markerthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07117716094402586343noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387129716684348468.post-45034605396437294192011-06-23T00:20:18.566-04:002011-06-23T00:20:18.566-04:00Once, There was a girl.
To say she was beautiful a...Once, There was a girl.<br />To say she was beautiful and didn't know it, well..We know this is common.<br />To say she was smart as a whip, this was an understatement. <br />She would go everywhere and do everything, and would leave her mark on<br />on everyone she touched. <br />She was an amazing maelstrom of Life, Love and energy,and today...Today is her birthday.<br />Elizabeth Aakre, you are dearly and sorely missed.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387129716684348468.post-48273874579849311502011-06-20T10:34:32.777-04:002011-06-20T10:34:32.777-04:00What a wonderful photo of Elizabeth & Scooter ...What a wonderful photo of Elizabeth & Scooter on the porch, thank you for sharing it and your thoughts about them both. Missing all of you and sending much love,<br />Molly & PhilipMolly & Philipnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387129716684348468.post-18391157403179978832011-06-14T00:22:21.396-04:002011-06-14T00:22:21.396-04:00I so clearly remember your posting about Scooter y...I so clearly remember your posting about Scooter yowling after Elizabeth's death. I know that losing Lizzy's pet must seem a cruel blow to you both. I'm sorry.<br />ClaireAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387129716684348468.post-57509219274262870392011-06-13T17:37:17.173-04:002011-06-13T17:37:17.173-04:00Heard a lot about that cat! So so sorry for the lo...Heard a lot about that cat! So so sorry for the loss, but it seems he had a gifted life.<br /><br />There is something very lonely about losing a pet, knowing only a few people shared that simple and bottomless love. Thinking of you all.<br /><br />Katherine EAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387129716684348468.post-67456489573007270832011-06-13T07:38:26.879-04:002011-06-13T07:38:26.879-04:00Patty
I can not say anything that will help. So so...Patty<br />I can not say anything that will help. So sorry about Scooter. He was my favorite Cat! When we stayed at the apartment a few years ago, both Steve and I got such a kick out of him. He purrrred and definitely liked all the attention that he could get.<br />Love MaryMaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07048658942440170633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387129716684348468.post-21731256607080064692011-06-11T13:27:50.693-04:002011-06-11T13:27:50.693-04:00My cousin, Susan Markert, wrote me today:
I read ...My cousin, Susan Markert, wrote me today:<br /><br />I read your post this morning about the loss of Scooter, your beloved cat. It made me cry (as so many of your posts do) to think of you and Richard experiencing what I know to be a very painful loss. Especially one so closely connected with Elizabeth. Another piece of her has slipped away, and one that was in great need of a loving connection. I think as humans, when we experience loss, we don't always need each other to survive our pain. Sometimes we shut others out, or push away to sit and be blanketed by our own grief and memories. With animals, their need to be touched, fed, and nurtured is so great.....yet they ask for these things with no expectations of talking or explaining or defining what we are feeling. Sitting beside us, on us or near us....they say it all. I am here. I know. I understand. He knew her strokes, as he knew yours.<br /> You described in another post that he seemed to grieve for her, and look for her after she died. I believe this 100%. When Dad died, our collie Bonnie, would walk to his side of the bed every night and look for him. She would nervously pace into the room with a distressed whimper and stand with her head resting on his side of the bed. She loved him, as he had loved her. Animals touch our very soul and ask for nothing in return....only to love us. I am so glad all of you had the chance to love, and be loved by Scooter.<br />Hugs to you,<br />SusanPatricia Markerthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07117716094402586343noreply@blogger.com