Our hearts ache, our eyes burn from the tears, we would give anything to hold you in our arms again. I miss saying your name. I miss waking up to you sitting on my chest, between my legs, or in my arms. I miss the sound of your meows, the pitter patter your feet would make, the sound of you clawing up my rug, drinking water in the middle of the night, crunching your food. There isn't a single thing about you that I don't miss. We are the most luckiest beings in the world to have been able to spend the last 7 years with you. You gave us thousands of amazing days and one really, really tough one. I think that's a pretty sweet deal. I just wish we could've had just one more day with you.

The day we brought you home from the shelter in Sacramento was one of the absolute best days of my life. The second I held you, I knew you were mine. You melted in my hands. The nurse after your neuter said you were the most chill kitty she's ever seen. You always were. You didn't like anyone else but me, Dad, and Oz. It felt so special to be loved and trusted by you. I will never take that for granted. You're the first thing I think of when I wake up and the last thing I think of before going to bed.

I can't wait to see you again, Jasper. We love you so much. Our love for you will never ever fade. You'll be in our hearts forever and ever.

We love you.