You showed up on our front door step one January day right after we had lost Punkin. You were a wild little thing, but we loved you anyway. We placed a box (with a heating pad) by the front door. We fed you and you became ours. We lured you inside with food, but you never did truly settle down. You were very afraid for many years, but we loved you still. Our beloved Nigel became your best friend.
You had some health issues that made caring for you a challenge, but we didn’t give up on you. We loved you, bathed you and medicated you right up until the end. You chose to leave us quite suddenly while we were gone. We miss your sweet face.
Sleep softly, little girl and romp pain free with Nigel at the Rainbow Bridge.