by Amy Wechsler
Dearest Bandit,
It has been three years since you left me. And in three years, I still think of you everyday, still love you with all my heart, still miss you. Through these three years, many people have told me "get over it, it was just a cat". Oh, if they only knew you. If they only knew the love you showed, the happiness you brought, the concern in your eyes when I was down, the comforting paw to my face. If they could only laugh at your antics, your foil ball, the times when you almost tripped your daddy trying to get at his laces. If they only knew how much you were loved and how happy you were. Even in your illness, you tried so hard to be happy and play. You were my love and an example of God's love and I miss you. No, you were not just a cat - you were so much more.
It's summer now and I take care of the flowers around your grave. Dusty Cat is so big and strong, he reminds me of you sometimes. And now,we have little Berry to keep him company. We love them so much but they are no replacement for you - my love. Thank you for your approval.
I love and miss you! You will always be in my heart. Play nice.
"God made the wild animals..and all the creatures..and God saw that it was good" - Genesis 1:25