by Brenda Trimback
I had a cat named Morris. He was and is still my baby. I had him since he was a baby himself. He is our backyard, he will always be there when I want to visit him. We have A cat statue there and A blessed mother figure there also. He laid in my bed with me, and I heard him take a final breath, I said to him, its o.k. to go. I miss him very much. I have another cat, he takes care of me. He knows when i,m sad, and need him for a hug. I had Morris for over 20 yrs. I got him when I was little. We grew up together, I did everything for him.He had his own blanket, plenty of toys, and most of it was love from me. He will remain in my heart forever. I loved him so.It has been about 7 yrs. he has been gone. My baby --> =^..^=