If you were not taken from us you would have turned 8 today.

I woke up this morning with a heavy heart as how much we miss your scampering across the car port and miaowing loudly at 5am to get out(!).

I know you are in our garden underneath the rose bush and way above looking down from time to time. I just hope you knew how much we adored you and the pain when you left us is never far away when we reflect.

Thank you for 7½ great years and we will meet again my beautiful boy. XXXXX