You were born under my house. Your mom was brain. You were such a pretty kitty. I fed you, took care of you & loved You are gone But you left me a precious package. His name is Slappy. He missed you so much. After you died he would sit outside and cry for you. He is now an indoor Kitty. I loved you and I miss you so much. I can see you now running across the field when I came home. But you are not alone, you have Bear, Giggles & Buttons with you. I will meet at the rainbow bridge. Be Happy little one. Daddy loves you.
My Bootsie,
| Bootsie |
| June 2005 |
| John Olive |