I GOT MY FIST CAT WHEN HE WAS ONLY 8 WEEKS OLD. WE WERE HOOKED ON EACH OTHER FROM DAY ONE. HE EVEN THOUGHT I WAS HIS REAL MOMMY BECAUSE HE HAD THIS CUTE HABIT OF WHEN HE KNEW IT WAS NAPTIME HED CRAWL INTO MY LAP AND PUT HIS HED ON MY SHOULDER AND THEN HED START TO SUCK ON MY EAR UNTIL HE FELL ASLEEP.HE DID THAT EVERY DAY FOR 2 1/2 YEARS OF HIS SHORT LIFE.THEN CAM THE DAY MY VET TOLD ME HE HAD LEUKEMIA AND HE WAS WITH ME FOR ONLY 3 MORE MONTHS.I MISS YOU MY BOY BUT YOU AND GOD MUST HAVE BEEN LOOKING OUT FOR ME BECAUSE ON THAT DAY THAT I HAD TO SAY GOODBYE YOUR VET BROUGHT ME JENI.YOU MUST HAVE KNOWN THAT I DIDNT WANT TO BE ALONE.I CRIED BECAUSE I MISSED YOU SO MUCH PLUS JOY AT HAVING SOMEONE TO KEEP ME COMPANY IN MY GRIEF.ILL MISS YOUR PACIFIER ROUTINE.THERELL NEVER BE ANOTHER CAT LIKE YOU.THIS IS THE FIRST CHRISTMAS WITHOUT YOU.SLEEP WELL.I MISS YOU. MOMSUE