Spot by Bill proventure / Rachel

I love you my Spot.
I never owned you
but you felt like my own cat.
You belonged to my uncle Disese.
I miss you so much. When you died it felt like my world ended. I still have other cats but none like you.I miss you I miss your smile and I still shed a tear every once in a while and even though it’s different now you’re still here some how. My heart won’t let you go and I need you to know. I miss you. I miss you.

 

With true love,
Spot
8, Jan 2005
Bill proventure