by John Valdez
I didn't even own you myself but I will always remember Amy yell, "Bandit, unkee John is here"...and you would come running. I was always a dog man until you shared your life with me, so happy and playful even when you got sick!
I remember when you let us know it was time and unrelucntantly we agreed. Listen to me, reluctant is not the right word. We did it your benefit, not ours. You were so peacful on the way to the vets, it was if the angels were already holding you and scratching your head, giving you a glimpse the of paradise you would soon be in.
Remember, play nice at the bridge! In your zest for life you got into scrapes with other cats because you liked to play so much. Bandit, Monday night football isn't the same without you sitting on the chair seemly watching with us! The Angels will feed you now.
"And He will raise you up on Eagles Wings...make you to shine like the Sun and hold you in the palms of His hand"
From the song, "On Eagle's Wings"
"I thank God whenever I remember you" Phillipians 1:3