My big kitty,
My Little Man,
So handsome and pretty,
I don’t know if others could understand.
Some might say, “He’s just a cat,”
But he is so much more than that
To me.
You see,
Little was my first friend,
After I moved to a new state
I would walk to the pet store and spend
Hours with him, knowing it was fate.

I remember when we first met.
You were just a string bean of a kitten;
Playful, wild, feisty, sweet,
and not grown into your big paws yet.
I was immediately smitten
When you came up to me to meet;
Gave me a sniff then bumped your head
Against me. I said,
“You are a very special feline,
And I want you to be mine.”
You captivated my heart
That made me start
To sing to you,
“You Are My Sunshine;”
And you were, too.
Every visit, every day,
He made me happy when my skies were grey.

I had moved from the desert of Arizona
To the rainy forests of Oregon.
I had no idea what was in store then,
When I decided to own ya.

You were by my side through it all;
You would come racing home when I would call.
I tried to keep you inside,
But you were persistent;
And would not be denied.
You were insistent,
No matter how hard I tried.
So I let you roam free
And trusted you to be
Capable to keep yourself well;
And this waiting I’m in right now is hell,
Because I just don’t know
If something is wrong;
If I should let the idea of you coming home go;
If you’re fine and adventuring along;
And I should just go with the flow.

What if you eat normal cat food from others
And then it bothers
Your urinary tract?
We were/are both still gluttons,
And that is a fact.
You knew how to push my buttons;
Smart enough to be out of range from the spray bottle during early AM wake ups,
And intuitively comforting me throughout high school break ups.

You were my only consistent friend from middle school, through high-school,
And after graduation.
Some cats may be cool,
But you are on your own level, no hesitation.

And when you almost died,
I cried
Every day.
I promised myself I would make it up to you,
If you pulled through to stay.

Stay.

Stay,

Stay with me please.

Come home.

Come home and play,

Play with me please.

Our love was shown through
Cuddling, us meow ‘talking’,
Back and forth,
Lazing under the catnip bush of course,
Or going out walking,
You got much bigger and I’ve grown too.
I cherish you, and you adore me;
You being there for me,
helped me through my divorce,
When my husband acted out with violent force.

You being dependent on me,
Helped me to not commit suicide.
You are part of the reason why I haven’t died.
I don’t give a fuck what anyone else says,
You are irreplaceable in my eyes.
You are so unique you mes-
Merize.

You are my Familiar;
My Divinely gifted companion.
I don’t care the time or cost;
I will never abandon
Hope
That you’re not forever lost.
I’ll do my best to cope
Because You were the Divine Spirit
That chose to have me
Be part of your life.
I can almost hear it;
I can almost see;
Your return through my strife.

You shared my journey
From girl, to woman, to wife;
And now divorcé learning to stand in my own right.
I know you are a wild thing.
You always loved to fight;
Because you were protecting
Your loved ones and your space.
Please know you always have a place
In my home and in my heart.

You are a work of living art;
And I will grieve
Without reprieve
If this is where you depart
From my daily living.
I am forever grateful to you for giving
Me the pleasure
To treasure
Our life together.
We were an inseparable pair,
Little and Heather.
I cherish my clothes covered in your hair,
Because it reminds me of when you were there.
You are my Little Man;
My furry pet-child.
Your heart will always be wild.
Please come home when you can.

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❤ Kitty kisses. ❤
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Our favorite hang out spot.
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Little enjoyed cuddling with my pet rabbit, Petunia.
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Lazing under the catnip.
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Under the Yule tree.
Basically us in a picture. I love how his eyes shine like opals in some of these pictures.
I was not holding him nearly as tight as it looks; promise.
Scratch dat chin.
Laser beams activate.
He’s seen some things.
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I love how the sun would shine off his fur and warm it.
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Playful kitty.
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Little tongue poking out.
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Sharing some sunshine.
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Paw.
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The best derp.
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He indulged me often for selfies.
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This was less than a week ago from when I posted this. Look at his smile. That’s a content kitty.
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He came up to me and cuddled me while I was minding my own business outside.
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This was a really nice day.
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One time Little was about to get in a fight with a cat and I picked him up without thinking about it; and startled him into tearing up my hand/forearm a bit. We made up.
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Lazy kitty.
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I will never vacuum the hair off this chair.
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Little paw prints.
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He added sparkle to my eyes;
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and joy to my life.
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Muah.
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I love his face so much.
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What a dapper gentleman.
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Can’t forget to rub the cheeks.
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Exploring the snow.
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Kitty cape.
Best friends.
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This catnip is too small to lay beneath, but not too small to nom on.
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Majestic AF.
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Rawr. Mid-yawn ferocity.
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Sleepy kitty.
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Enjoying the view.
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I love when he would sit like this so much. It would always crack me up. He used to be a little obese, but lost a good amount of weight; so he had a good amount of extra skin. When he would sit like this, it would spread out and he’d look so chubby. It was hilarious to see him run and the loose skin would wiggle back and forth. It was great.
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Mrrow
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Atop the back cushions>on the sitting cushions.
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Snow cuddles.
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Back when he was young and actually little.
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My refuge.
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This picture makes me laugh every single time. He’s so ridiculous. I love him.

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