Mouser by Renae

Mouser how I do miss you.
You were always there to greet me at the door when I came home from work.
I could always count on you to warm my feet when you came to bed at night.
You had a special meow to let me know you were ready for the water to be turned on so you could have a drink.
You were my “little girl” always there to comfort me.

Please know that I loved you enough to let you go no more pain or sickness. You will be in my heart always. I grieve not for you but for my own loneliness.

14 years just wasn’t enough.



2, Nov 2000