Feb 2016
Your name was Noah.
A little ****.
A black little tabby cat.
You were 17.
Way too lean.
We love you dearly.
I wish you would come back home to me.
We called you "Rose" for no reason.
You wouldst let us read.
You would lay on our chest.
Head on my neck.
You were prettiest first.
Thats all we had to say for you to stop terrorizing me.
I forgave you.
Some of us didn't.
Now your head pet.
And Ill member you for the rest.
A little ****.
A black little tabby cat.
You were 17.
Way too lean.
We love you dearly.
I wish you would come back home to me.
We called you "Rose" for no reason.
You wouldst let us read.
You would lay on our chest.
Head on my neck.
You were prettiest first.
Thats all we had to say for you to stop terrorizing me.
I forgave you.
Some of us didn't.
Now your head pet.
And Ill member you for the rest.
I recently lost my black tabby cat, Noah Rose, on the 11th of January 2016. I miss her so much. But it was her time to go and she passed peacefully.
