by Sherry Riddles
Celmore, you have been missing now for days. It is so unlike you to be gone for more than a few hours, I fear greatly you have crossed the bridge. I miss you greatly; the happy chirp you greeted me with, your tail held high. The way you snuggled in my hair, and slept by my bed in your bassinet. The funny way you slept on your back with your tongue sometimes hanging out. You were the most dog-like cat I've ever known; riding in the car with your head hanging out the window and following my every step. You actually came when I called you!
Whichever side of the bridge you're on, Cellie, please know we miss you and love you.
Ooo Mommy