Milo

You were our papa kitty, you were always there for us girls, you knew exactly when we needed loves. One night not long ago, I tucked the girls into bed, It had been a rough long day, I sat to cry on the couch, you didn’t feel well, but you stood behind me on the couch and placed your paw on my back for a moment then came around and crawled into my lap. You chased away raccoons and dogs for us, you loved Christmas and made your bed under the tree each year. You loved opening your Christmas present, eating cantaloupe, and basking in the sun, but most of all you loved your girls. We’ll miss those big blue eyes, we love you papa kitty, we will meet again someday and until then you’ll be in the sunny spot on the couch, Jj’s bed, under the Christmas tree, in every cantaloupe I bring home from the store, and near us every time we’re sad. Until we meet again...