Boy
At the moment my mom and I are very sad.
Mom's cat passed away and that is very bad.
Mom named her Boy in 1992 because at first we thought she was a male.
Boy was a very loveable cat and we're not doing very well.
She did have a very long life and that's something we're grateful for.
She was solid white and we're sad because she's not around anymore.
Boy was a very sweet and pretty cat for all of her seventeen years.
Mom was very lucky to have her for that long and now she's shedding tears.
She loved to sleep in Mom's bed and lie on her clothes.
She loved to be petted and she loved Christmas bows.
She used to run to the door really fast when she heard me coming because she wanted me
to pet her.
She wasn't my cat but I loved her and it's a shame that she couldn't get better.
This cat was very special and she brought lots of joy.
Now we say goodbye to the cat who was named Boy.
(DEDICATED TO BOY WHO DIED JULY 5, 2009.)
Copyright © Randy Johnson | Year Posted 2009
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