He would lie next to my work. As I wrote he heard the clicking. When I paused he offeed his little head for petting. Then he'd walk all over the table. Never placing a paw on the keys.
Now he is no more. And we shall miss the soft purr and gentle nature of this frail little creature. His honest personality gave so much to us.
He sensed everything around him while asleep. Opening one eye when sensing our presence. Always alert to this amazing world around him. His nose pointing to the direction of unusual sounds.
And now, with tears we think of him, for he shall be missed. We think of this spunky and gentle little animal, bravely facing this indefinite world but not deserving of the pangs of death.
His most pleasant moments were lying in the most sunny spots in the house. Moving from one warm spot to another. He never liked closed doors and scratched at them. .
He found much pleasure in the garden grass in the sunny days of summer. Never again those joyous sunny days. He had a taste for all foods especially those from the table. He would find a nice place to sleep and soon there was another and another. He claimed over 20 favorite places.
A unique personality, a gentle nature and honest emotions. He imparted those characteristics to us in our simple relations with him.
Yet no more. Now we mourn him and miss him and his gentle voice, but not wanting to accept his death. We loved him too much and he too much attached. He is no longer, but within us, and we are in sadness and with grief.
He was only a little and gentle creature, but was part of us and we part of him. Now there's only longing and unconsoled sadness. We deeply miss you, and yes we loved you little guy.
