i said,
i am always a dog person
until i got a cat

watching her sleep
so peacefully
she takes a nap
perhaps dreams a daydream with me
she stares at the window
the outside world seems fun and thrill
she looks at the screen
the keyboard’s sound just like her toys
eat, play, sleep
so simple, so easy

oh maybe I should be a cat
life should be easy
maybe that’s why i am jealous of a kitty

It was very sad when your life came to an end.
You weren't just a cat, you were also my friend.
You became my cat after you were born in 2002.
You were good to me and I was good to you.
You were black, white and gray.
I miss you because you passed away.
You made me feel better whenever I got upset.
You were my big buddy and you were a great pet.
You were very pretty and friendly too.
It was a privilege to have owned you.

That face
how it shines
seeking to be closer
to those fingers that caress
softly spoken words
that call the divine.

So precious
all knowing pet
lovely creature that hums
such purpose becomes that closeness
in your eyes
you think me God.

I guess our dream
of owning a dalmatian
doesn't matter
anymore.

He loves me, pretty much
Has a big heart.
My appearance is the one
He knows best!

Keeps me warm at cold nights
And brightens my day
Every day.

The one who cuddles.
Oh the cuddles have to be gentle
Watch out!
Never stroke him harsh.

At the end of the day,
He is a good listener but sometimes
Acts as a child.
That is why I love him too..
My furry, four legged ball!

Bygone days of childhood
I met a pet, a grave and graceful purring cat
My 'Poppy'

Her coquetry
Still sybarite years cherishing
With love

Oh! she
Dusky colour
Bright!

Bygone days of childhood
Still sybarite years cherishing
Bright!

You were without doubt the best dog I've ever had.
Your death has broken my heart and I'm very sad.
When I named you Agnes, I named you after my late mother.
I was your owner and you and I had a lot of love for one another.
You were a Chihuahua and you were an Applehead.
It tore me up when I learned that you were dead.
You were pretty with dark brown fur and you were small.
You weren't just a dog, you were also  my baby doll.
I owned you for almost seven wonderful years.
I found you dead in my kitchen and it drove me to tears.
What I'm about to say is no lie, it's one hunded percent true.
You were my baby doll and your Daddy will always love you.