you brought me so much joy and love. There's been such a void since
you died; I miss you laying across my knee, miss how you'd scamper through
the house when you'd get all wound up. I can only find comfort in knowing
you're not suffering any more.
You started out as a neighborhood stray, and
what a loss it would have been had I not found you at animal control
after you disappeared, because they would have considered you unadoptable
and killed you soon. You spent a week or two tearing up my window shades,
but after that you became the perfect cat, so sweet and loving, and
so content to be in the house. No one would shoot you with BB's any
more, no one would harm you in any way, and I honestly believed you
realized that and were grateful. But I was the lucky one!
Had your years as a stray not compromised your
health, I think maybe you'd still be here. I had thought of planting
a tree in your memory, but a more lasting tribute to you is to help
other strays, by becoming actively involved in the issue of pet overpopulation,
and saving strays. I'm working on that, sweetheart!
I'm fulfilling my promisethis is dedicated to you: