Why should i feel this way?

Why?
Reading of the passing of Bagpuss last night made me so sad and tearful
and i dont understand why it hit me so hard, as it certainly has.

Tickettyboo...

Ali...

~~Linda~~...

Lin...

Well said Len, you are saying what many of us are thinking.
We have all lost a friend.

When i started posting in SiSu i used to read her posts that were
usually posted early in the morning before her walk around the Loch, and
i smiled

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I've been trying to find the words to say since reading the news last
night.
You have put it far better than I could have Len, thank you.
I echo your thoughts.

RIP Dear Bagpuss.

at her use of the dialect and my attempt to understand it. In fact i
told other RL friends about it and her, and every day i looked forward
to reading her words and missed them when she was away for some reason.
Her descriptive prose brought through to me a warmth and her love of
animals, countryside, food/cooking to a degree where i often thought i
*was*

walking with her around the Loch because her writing brought to my mind
pictures so real that even though i had never met her i could visualise
it all.
I didnt know she was so ill but thought something was stopping her
posting.

It brings to me how some people that i have got to know in posting and
possibly not met in RL i truly look on as friends just as if they are in
my RL

and i dont know how that can be, its all VR isnt it?. I suppose it

Ali...

No. The old cloth cat *may* have been virtual, the "lady of the loch" was
real, her posts here just as real as a letter sent to your door by a pen-
friend.

shows that without any knowledge at all of the real Bagpuss, what she
looks like, how old she is/was i could feel her humour, a love of life
and her warmth towards people just like me when she responded to my
posts about Meg etc

~~Linda~~...

And that is just how she was for 'real', full of love and life, despite her
illness, she never stopped caring about so much, family, friends and all
the things that she was involved with. She is truly one of the most genuine
people I've ever met and that, I think, is why so many people feel they
'knew' her even if they hadn't met up for real.

I started to write this as a method to try and understand why her
passing has hit me so hard to try and find an answer and i dont think i
have and i will go on wondering.

Tickettyboo...

This pootering lark is a new way to get to know people. For most of us we
have no experience of anything like it before, so we find it odd when we
get to know and start to care about others through it. I have come to the
conclusion that its just as valid as the more usual ways of meeting folk.
More so maybe, cos we dont get distracted by the peripheral stuff, like
accents, apearances etc, we can just concentrate on what people have to
say.
I think for Krys, that was one of the benefits of posting, we couldn't
'see' the physical effects of her illness ( though she never actively hid
it, just wanted to put it to one side and have her kind of fun on the pc).
Not being able to see her meant she could just be herself, we could see
what was inside rather than the outside impressions we would normally get
face to face. As you say, the 'inside' stuff was great, she touched a lot
of lives

Shall i post this ? it would expose my emotions and i do tend to avoid
that , its why sometimes i dont post as much as i used to.

Tickettyboo...

Emotion is what makes us 'alive' Len, share it if you want to, we all do
at one time or another and it helps :-)

Ali...

I try to avoid it too, but here goes:

This morning, on my regular walk to *that* place, I raised my eyes to "my"
hills, thought of Bagpuss and her early morning walks, and burst into tears,
right there on the beck-side path. Lucky there was no-one else about.

~~Linda~~...

Oh Len, there is nothing wrong with showing how you feel. Your words show
what many of us are feeling. They brought yet more tears to my eyes but we
should all remember Krys as she was to us, the fun and the giggles (and I
can tell you for sure, she had a grand sense of humour that she never lost)
along with the more serious side she undoubtedly showed when telling, for
instance, of the charities that she was involved with, like the donkeys.

Tatty Bye Bagpuss, RIP and rest without pain. Condolences to all who
knew her and of course her family.

Ali...

I'll echo that.

Anita...

Len, if you cannot share your feelings with your friends - who can you
share them with?
Like you I enjoyed reading Bagpuss every morning, I did know she was
ill, and I did miss her morning posts, also the posts that she made when
she was 'retiring to her beanbag'. I got quite used to deciphering her
outpourings and really enjoyed them as others did.

I guess it is the sad part of our lives that as we all get older we
lose people that we have got to know. Whether in real life or virtual as
it is in here - makes no difference, they are all people we have got to
know, grown used to, admired and laughed and cried with.
When one falls by the wayside it hits us badly - I suppose that is part
of life. To take the sadness along with the joy.

donut...

Len you have written what I too have been feeling.

Len aka Old Grizzly

BoyPete...

Thank you Len, for putting into words what I feel, yet coudln't express.
Pete

Jackie...

That is a lovely post Len and just how I feel.

Foxy at w*rk...

I totally understand your feelings Len as I feel the same. We have lost a
true friend, all of us. But Bagpuss made our lives richer

Flyiñg Ñuñ 2°°6 +...

I think that sums up many of our feelings too Len.