Munch
Munch my baby. My Poopsie Precious. How I miss you so. You were my buddy and my constant companion. You helped me through some difficult times and were always there for me when I was sad or angry, always making me feel better just with your presence and your love. I think you knew how much I loved you and how much you meant to me.
From the first time I saw you I knew you were mine, my boy. When you fell asleep and purred in my arms I had to have you. The love you returned was greater than any other I have ever known.
No more will you sit on my lap for a nap. No more will I hold you by the door and you would drool because you were so happy and content. No more will you sleep beside me at night. No more will we "talk" to each other and tell stories. No more will you greet me at the door. No more will we watch fireworks together. No more will I hold you and tell you how handsome you are and how much I love you.
Your illness got the better of you, but you fought the good fight. It was a long battle but you were so strong.
I will forever hold you in my heart if not in my arms. You will always be my Poopsie, my boy, my Precious. I love you so. We will be together again someday. You waitin' for me.
Rest in peace my love, and always remember your Mama loves you.
"Grieve not, nor speak of me with tears, but laugh and talk of me as if I were beside you.
I loved you so...Twas Heaven here with you."
All my love, Mama
