To my not so little kitty, Bandit.

I will love you forever no matter how much you love the woods more than me.

The odd little white socks.

The grayness of your fur.

The love of the outdoors.

The way you love me.

The way you hate others.

The way you pad forward.

The way you run away.

The way you stay asleep.

The way you travel awake.

The way you are loving.

The way you are hateful.

The way you nuzzle me.

The way you bite people

The way you breath softly.

The way you trample loudly.

The ways you are perfect.

The ways you are mischievous.

The ways I love you.

You are mine, mine forever.

Forever to hold very close.

I will always love you.

The way you are you.

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To my very first cat, believed to have been given to me by Santa😅

You matter to me most.

Your gentle and wet nose.

Nudging me the way forward.

Your tentativeness and scared nature.

Got the best of you.

But did that matter most?

No, it never bothered me.

Only a small worry, barely.

Will I miss you, yes.

For I still haven’t forgotten.

You died without my goodbye.

My loving hug and kiss.

Without me by your side.

My first and forever Princess.

I will cherish your love.

Your never ending hating humans.

Your not so subtle goodbye.

(And now I’ve made myself cry😔😢😿)

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