Like a hug? *squeeze*

*hugs him back.... *and finds rice on his collar...

already?

V.

Beautifully written :)

thank you so very much Dabs...

*hugs...

V.

Anytime :D *hug*

I... oh my. In a way I'm happy for him, chances are he's happier now, and I couldn't help but smile at his memories - sad, but happy all the same.

As always, my dear miss V, I'm in awe at your ability to put a whole story into so few words - pleased I caught this one on the front page; I haven't been reading enough lately.

*blushes... you say the kindest things you silly old Wolf... god to see you back again...

V.

Wow... 3 pages and my eyes are watery. How beautiful, to be able to create such a stirring story... very nice my friend, very nice.

ooooo.... *ears turn very red....

thank you so much Crimson....

*hugs....

V.

You need to give yourself more credit Vix. This is beautiful, and it deserves praise from those far better than myself.

*gives him a hug... there is no one far better than you silly...

V.

*hugs back tightly, smiling softly* I believe I just shared a hug with such a fur... don't undersell yourself dear, there's a reason you're published and I'm not.

I didn't cry, I smiled. That was a beautiful little tale, more sweet than sad, and with such strong imagery it was more like watching a film.

And in just a few short hours... I'm impressed with, and a bit jealous of, your talent.

*chuckles and gives a hug... your talent is just as wonderful... writers together are we...

V.

A really well-written story. Bravo.

thank you very much errigal... thank you so much for stopping by...

V.

Touching. I don't feel like commenting on this too much. It's a beautiful tale and I enjoyed reading it. Good stuff.

oooooo.... Panzer... *hugs him so tight....

V.

I'm teary eyed too...Amazing work!

thank you so much Kyudan... really really....

V.

I fear I am too young to be pleased by such themes...too my grandma suffered of Alzheimer's for 15 years... But it is very well written, with excellent dialogs.

Merci LeChevalier... I can understand your feelings... my own father is 87 now and has slipped down that dark hole... it is hard...

V.

Pleasant.

*hugs him... that was like seeing Simon Cowl's expression when Susan Boyal sang...

V.

What an intense story...really heartfelt. :)

My grandmother died of Alzheimer's in 2003 on Christmas Eve. The last time we heard from her was a few months prior when she called to wish us a happy Christmas. What it must be like to live with such a disease on a daily basis...

I know hun... my father is there. My brother takes care of him, and he will surely go to heaven for being so patient...

*hugs...

V.

Aww

*smiles....

V.

I have to admit though I don't know much of altmiers....oldtimers....Or how ever it is spelt.I think Yelleena could help me with this

absolutely we do hun... absolutely...

*hugs...

V.

absolutely beautiful. *hugs*

*smiles so very big and gives her a hug....

V.

Those last few lines really hit you hard. And now, I get this sense that even though this is fiction, I feel that I somehow know you a little bit better. *hugs everyone's favorite little fox*

*hugs him right back, pressing her fur into his short brisstly stuff...

V.

T____T so wonderful...

*smiles again... it was heart felt...

V.

Touching, and left me wanting to know more of Two Feathers. Sadly it’s too late.

*gives him a big hug... I know... I really felt this one...

V.

Beautiful story. I should blame you for the crying I did yesterday watching a Christmas movie. Good thing I'm going home to see my family....I miss them so much.

*gives him a big hug... you go and enjoy them...

thank you for reading from my gallery White...

V.

You're welcome. It's always a pleasure.

Very nicely done, my dear. Reminds me a bit of the plot behind Sibelius' Valse Triste.

thank you very much Syl...

V.

A woman is dying, she imagines her late husband come back to her. She rises from the bed, dances with him...and it is in fact Death, come for her, taking her gently into the beyond.

and that is how I hope things play out in the end...

my father just passed - he had Alzheimer's and it is a terrible curse...

V.

My Grandmother also did, quite unpleasant, when she off her medications.

I've got a recording finished, would you like me to send it to you for approval?

I would say post it... I'll follow up with a journal linking it...

if you're happy with it, I'm happy with it...

V.

I'd rather have you clear it first. I can email it to you.

Being led Gently into that good night by a loving supernatural paw.... I'm all for it.

I had to look back and see what the story was, and still I cried...

thank you for the read...

Vix

To me these works are treasures I never knew existed.
No doubt you had to refresh your memory; fortunately the archived written word helps.
I couldn't recall much from those days myself, and had no room to keep my journals.

I do recall I that one of my college papers was on Dylan Thomas' poem "Do Not Go Gentle...." and I argued, even then, to go quietly after witnessing this affliction with members of my family.

This story seemed the fursonification of said poem in the mind of the sufferer and why it is blessed relief.

Thank you very much!

Vix