Tiger, my dear cat,
where have you gone?
I know that the traveling vet took you away in February,
but I miss you still.
I keep thinking you are coming back.
If I could only see you once more,
I wouldn’t get annoyed at your tapping on my leg
for food handouts.
I wouldn’t care that your back claws dug into my legs
when I was on the computer.
I miss your soft meows answering my questions,
when your mouth moved to speak but nothing came out.
Are you having fun in heaven, catching micies and fishies?
Are you patrolling the grounds up there
like you were a sentry for us in our house?
Our new kitty Rachael is now the watch cat
but please remember, you were the best.
We had a sad day on April 18th, which would have been your 16th birthday.
You are still in our family
and very much loved —
and terribly much missed.