We found you as a stray and invited you to stay.
You always over ate and never smelled that great.
More than likely by my side, you weren't one to hide.
Your nemesis was Kenzie the cat and on our lap you sat.
You were here less than a year and today there are many tears.
The health problems were rare, expensive to treat, and more than we could handle.
I always smiled when you continually rubbed your head against my sandle
After a diagnoses and realizing the severity we know pain must have been with you for awhile
Today you left your ailing body and maybe you are above with a smile
Chasing toy mouses and lots of strings
Cats like you should get little wings
Until your dying day an ear rub and cuddling was what you lived for
Nothing but sweetness and sugar was your core
