Puss puss . . . my sweet little boy.
When I first met puss, my mom brought him home from the animal shelter and he was just a baby. He had a beautiful black coat and gorgeous green eyes. He was the cutest little kitty, and he was automatically drawn to me. It was love at first sight. He was my best friend. We ate, played, and even slept together EVERY NIGHT for almost 14 years. I loved him so much. He would always love to go under the blankets at night and cuddle up to my side. He always smelled so good. He had the cutest nasal sounding meow. We always compared him to sounding like Ray Ramano. He was so connected to me for all of his life. And I to him. He would come to me when he was scared or uneasy. I would cry to him or tell him about things that bothered me, and he would just smile at me and look intently into my eyes. God decided to take him from me on February 15, 2012. He was sick with an infection and just too old o survive it. I had him euthanized because they could do nothing to ease his pain. I will always love you Puss. You are my baby and my sunshine. I will always miss you so so much baby. I will cuddle with you under the covers again some day. Sleep well little boy.
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