You came into my life when Boris became a cat angel. You were so shy.
Marilyn thought she'd never place you, but you moved right in and shared the
good and bad with me and Bru. You welcomed David into our family, and later
Chester and Sydney. You were never really a cat, just a little old man in a
white fur coat. When you got ill, it was so hard to do the right thing and
let you go; but in leaving us, you made a space for us to help two more
kittens find a forever home.
