To Sammy,
You’re with your brother now.
Miss you so much.
You’re not there when I brush my teeth,
clawing at my bum to be clapped.
I miss your constant miaowing
in the morning until you get your meat and
your clawing at the back door
to get in and out, and in and out!!
Marcus misses you too.
I hope you weren’t sore.
Love you always,
| SAM |
| 20, Jan 2004 |
| LAURA |