I will miss the way your fur smelled like baby powder, the way you
called out to us when you saw us, they way you reminded me of a
monkey when you were younger, the way you let Magic clean you and
you never lifted a finger to reciprocate.
My heart feels so sad and
empty my soul is hurting over your loss. I didn't think it would be
this hard because I was preparing for so long, I mean what cat lives
to be 22? You were the sweetest thing that I ever had.
Penelope Brown June 1986 - Jan 2008