Kai by Michael / Michael

I still remember the day I picked you out and took you home. I remember the first time I held you in my arms and the first night you slept in my room. I remember the first time you stayed out all night and I worried about you. I’ll miss the way you’d give me eskimo kisses or chew on my hair while I slept. Grandma will miss all the “hugs” you gave her and Grandpa will miss the days you spent asleep next to him in his chair. Muffin will miss the little fights and games of chase you got into. We miss our “kitter” so much. We know you were sick and maybe in pain; and we wish we could have seen you one last time before you passed.
We all love you so much.


12, Mar 2006