It was once a starry sky black cat named Naomi.
She was smart, loving and playful. Every day when I get home from work, she greets me at the door with a long and sweet meow, as if she had told me “Where you been so long? I missed you!” I’ll take her in my arms and stroked and cuddled and she purred happily and licked me on the cheek with her tongue rough.
Now, every day I speak the same words over and over: Where are you, Naomi? Where are you my black angel with emerald eyes?
I really miss you!
But don’t worry my sweet girl, the day will come
when we will be together forever!
With endless love,
Lori |