The saddest sound in the Universe . . . is the last heartbeat . . .
When the cat you love becomes a memory. The memory becomes a treasure.
Gentile eyes that see so much paws that have the quiet touch. Purrs to signal 'all is well' and show more love that words could tell. Graceful moments touched with pride a calming presence by our side. A friendship that takes time to grow small wonder why we love them so.