Baby Girl came to be a family member when she was four months old. She was like one of my children. As she grew up I found her knowing when I would come home or when I was leaving and insisted on giving me a kiss upon my arrival or departure. I will always remember Baby climbing up in the window to get warm. I recall my dad saying
“Is that cat real?”.
She fancied a male siamese who became her boyfriend until she was five. She gave birth to three litters in which I kept a kitten from every litter. I still today (10-15-03)have one of her offspring left. We weep for her as memory of her still is fresh in our minds. We miss you Baby. Rest in Peace.
You will never be forgotten.
| Baby Girl |
| 29, Aug 2003 |
| Chris Miller |