Cleo-It’s been a week since I let you go before your suffering with cancer could go on. The look in your eyes when we said goodbye told me it was okay.
I miss your meow as you walk down the hallway. I still expect to see you sleeping on the towels in the bathroom or sitting in the middle of the road (you dumb cat!!) It’s a miracle you were never hit. I miss your heaviness on my legs in bed or on the couch under the kitty blanket. I miss your bitchiness and stuck-upness (you were always too good for us.)
I love you! I will never stop missing you. I hope it’s better for you – it will get better for me.
With Love,
| Cleo {Cleopatra} |
| 28, Mar 2007 |
| Terri |