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Louie's Letters: Louie's Life Experiences, Cloaked in a Cat Story
Louie's Letters: Louie's Life Experiences, Cloaked in a Cat Story
Louie's Letters: Louie's Life Experiences, Cloaked in a Cat Story
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This is a cat book, and just another cat book it is not. Louie (the cat) has written this himself. Louie tells of his adoption into the family, the last few years of his dads dying of cancer, his compassion for the terminally ill and the elders in nursing homes and assisted living. His letters have helped to brighten their days with laughter and let them know they are not forgotten.


Common day events become filled with life and colors, as Louie simplifies his love of life. It is as if we could see through this animals eyes, and the perception is different... and beautiful.


The book relates all of Louies life experiences, cloaked in a cat story.


LOUiES LETTERS will bring both tears and laughter.

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Release dateDec 9, 2002
ISBN9781403372673
Louie's Letters: Louie's Life Experiences, Cloaked in a Cat Story
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Natalie Van Kirk

Natalie Van Kirk, a native of New Jersey is now retired and living in Venice, Florida. She is a self-taught painter in both oil and watercolor. Natalie is a graduate of the School of Visual Arts, in New York City where she studied Commercial Art. Then she worked professionally for many years in fashion illustration and the motion picture industry, from TV Commercials to classified training films for the government and NASA.               The last ten years of her career Natalie was an instructor at Spectrum Institute for the Advertising Arts in New Jersey, teaching Advertising and Illustration. Her paintings hang in private collections throughout the United States, as well as Holland, England and Scotland. Natalie has always enjoyed writing and has written and published a number of short stories. Natalie also writes and publishes several monthly Newsletters.

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    Louie's Letters - Natalie Van Kirk

    LOUiE’S LETTERS

    By

    Natalie Van Kirk

    © 2002 Natalie Van Kirk. All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval

    system, or transmitted by any means, electronic,

    mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without

    written permission from the author.

    ISBN: 1-4033-7267-5 (E-book)

    ISBN: 1-4033-7268-3 (Paperback)

    ISBN: 978-1-4033-7267-3 (eBook)

    Names have been changed to provide confidentiality.

    Photography and art work by the author.

    IstBooks-rev. 10/30/02

    Table of Contents

    A Home For Louie

    In Trouble

    Where’s Louie?

    Fixin’ The Toilet

    A Sad Time

    Good Bye Dad

    Our New House

    Visit To New Jersey

    The Box

    Missing

    Have You Seen Him?

    Lost Hope

    Time Running Out

    Home

    The Rainbow Connection

    Louie’s Letters

    Aunts And Uncles

    Tributes

    This book is dedicated to Louie’s Dad

    Lambert L. Van Kirk

    We love and miss you.

    ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

    To my family and friends for their encouragement in the writing of this book, plus the Penn Leigh Airstream Camping Club, who I hope over the years Louie’s letters had helped to brighten the days of the terminally ill members.

    A special thanks to my many friends who helped in the search for Louie while he was missing. You will always be in my heart, and thanks to my friends, Ron and Alice, and Harry and Betty who so graciously edited this story.

    OUR BEAUTIFUL LOUIE

    He came to us one day. He was thin cold and hungry,

    Looking for a warm place to stay. We always wondered?

    What kind of person threw him away?

    It was late October, it started to snow,

    and there was Louie with no place to go.

    There must have been reasons who knows what

    they were.

    We think we were lucky, we know we are so.

    Thanks to that person who we don’t know and

    Louie with no place to go.

    Lambert L. Van Kirk

    Preface

    I first met Louie.. through the on-line Rainbow Connection Program we facilitate on AOL. Louie began peeping through the letters that were exchanged between his Mom and the Elders who were dictating letters in return. Their surprise at receiving a letter from a Cat was mixed with delight, amazement , and enjoyment.

    Some of the letters began delving beneath where mere humans were permitted to go. Some of those Elders shared more with Louie the Cat, than they would with other Seniors who wrote to them on-line.

    Louie has a diversity of interests… from divulging secrets with my own dogs, … to exchanging confidences with other on-line pets.

    Common day events become filled with life and colors, as Louie simplifies his love of life. It is as if we could see through this animal’s eyes… and the perception is different… and beautiful.

    Yes, Louie the Cat has made many folks very happy… children, and younger adults, as well. It is good that he has come to the point of writing a Book…. Perhaps, it will inspire other imaginative Moms to share their beloved pets with the Elders.

    Thanks go to Louie, and Louie’s owner… for being so generous and compassionate!

    They reach out to bring extraordinary humor to those Elders confined in Nursing Homes, and assisted care facilities. Never to be forgotten… Louie, you are a Hero.

    Gaye J. Gompers, Psy.D.

    (Licensed Psychologist)

    (DrJoJoGG@aol.com)

    A Home For Louie

    Hi, my name is Louie, but sometimes they just call me a cat. I don’t remember where I came from. All I nose is that I wuz given to an elderly lady who lived in a trailer, in a trailer park.

    She wuz very sick and had to stay in bed all the time. One day she went to heaven. Her family didn’t want the trailer, and they didn’t want me.

    They took my collar off and tossed me out on the street. I wuz pretty young, and had been taken away from my mother before she had a chance to teach me anything. I didn’t nose how to hunt or even were to get a drink.

    I guess I wuz an orphan. I hung out around the edge of the river. I never got much to eat. Maybe it wuz because I used to bother the fishermen that would come down to the river to fish. I would jump on the fishing lines whenever I saw one. I loved the long fishin’ poles the best. I could hang onto them with my paws. The fishermen would get mad and chase me away. I’d go next door to the fast food store. They used to cook chicken and I loved the smell. Sometimes some buddy would give me a little bite. But the man who owned the place didn’t like no animals and he made life miserable for me.

    It wuz late October and the weather wuz gettin’ cold, I had trouble sleepin’ I can’t sleep when I’m cold. I really didn’t know what I wuz gonna to do. I wuz so cold and hungry. I wuz really afraid I wouldn’t make it through the winter. Then, one day I saw him. He wuz washin’ his car out in the yard at the big gas station on the corner. It wuz a busy place. So many cars and trucks drivin’ in and out all the time.

    I got closer to look him over a little bedder. By this time he had started to wax his car. I could tell he wuz the one I wuz lookin’ for. I wanted him to notice me, so I jumped right inside his car. Hey MR. here I am I said as I rubbed against the seats.

    Go away he said, as he pushed me out, but I jumped right back in again. And again, he pushed me out. We did this a few times more, until I guess he noticed how skinny and hungry I wuz. Then he didn’t seem to mind my dirty feets bein’ all over his clean white car. At last it worked. He sent someone to buy me a piece of chicken and some milk.

    I heard him say, Don’t feed that cat around here. Feed him down by the river.

    Boy that sure tasted good. I didn’t want to lose that man, so I ran all the way back to the spot where I’d first saw him. Hey were you at I called out. But he wuz gone.

    My heart sank and I wuz sure my luck had really run out this time. But then I saw him inside the building It wuz cold, and had started to snow. The snow wuz gettin’ stuck on my poor ears and nose. I knew I had to act fast or I wuz a gonner.

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    I walked back and forth, back and forth rubbing against the window. I gave him a sad look when ever he looked up at me. It worked. I could tail he felt sorry for me.

    Oh, come on in he said. I can’t leave you out there like that.

    I didn’t mind bein’ shut

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