Sophie
Today I am lighting a candle for my eldest female cat, Sophie. She is between 18 to 22 yo. She is my beloved angel who kept me going for so long. I have had to make the hard decision to put her down. This is for the best. Sophie has many health problems, and now is no longer eating. She was once stocky, and is now maybe 2.5 - 3 pounds with fur. Yes, she was a rescue of mine. We found each other. Both of us were abused, and needed each other to survive. And survive we did.
I named Sophie because she was so feminine. We slept together, ate together, and loved each other when others did not know how too. And when I took her to the Asst. Living places, Sophie was a hit! Rosie fell in love with Sophie immediately. Just a lovebug. She had her spot on the corner of the deck where she sat for hours at a time watching the birds, squirrels, and such.
Sophie lived with all of her siblings with nothing but love in her heart. Thank you. Thank you for your love, and your kisses, and our conversations. You are a lady.
I honor Sophie, and the love she brought to me, and my family of choice.
ox,
Daddy
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