Chingus by Tara Hall / mother

You always were perfect; you were always my favorite and still are. I miss you so much. The car that hit you was someone with no heart. I remember when I first saw you at my backdoor, you as skinny as a stick, and I rescued you from death. You were a brown tabby with four white paws and a white chest, but you looked grey until I nourished you. Please forgive my sins toward you, for I want you to be happy. That day, it was your turn to go, unfortunetly. Remember Chingus, you will always be in my heart. HAVE A GREAT TIME IN HEAVEN,


With love,
Tara Hall