Dearest Phoebe,
We miss you so much.
I’m so sorry I wasn’t there with you when you died.
Java sits by your bed and whines. Every time I open the door I catch myself looking for you to come running. Thank you for all the love and joy you gave us. We will always remember your head butts and kitty kisses, your tackles and your silent cries, the beheaded roses and my torn veil, but most of all your love and affection. We hope you’re happy and warm, with plenty of mice to chase and kitty treats.
You were our first baby and we miss you terribly.
All our love,
| Phoebe |
| 5, Oct 2002 |
| Gabrielle |