Birthday: April 1st

I remember her. The first time I saw her, I felt warm inside. Love at first sight.

Delilah, that day you walked out of the house and ran across the road into the field, far in the woods, was the last time I saw you. I know you're in a better place. And I'll never forget you. I am sorry for all the things that I did to you that made you feel sad. But if you are out there, still alive, I'd like you to come home. But I love you. In 2008, you will be gone for 3 or 4 years. There may be hope for you, but I think I'm too late. I love you sweetie. You've been the best cat I've ever owned. You were so unique with your legs. When you would sit, the patches on your legs would make a heart. But when you left, a part of my heart was broken. I wish you wouldn't have left. I remember that day when Scott, Jorden and Jennifer came. You climbed the curtains downstairs and I remember Jennifer saying, "Look at that cat!" in the New York voice. I also remember how you would sleep. You would sleep right on my head. And when would role over, you would meow and start biting my hands.

You would talk to me. When ever the dog was locked in the basement, you kept showing me to the door, and meowing and crying. Then you hissed at me and I knew something was wrong. I also remember that day you jumped in the shower with me. You flipped out and snagged the shower curtain. What a mess you made! I loved your purr. Not loud, just a graceful soft purr. I remember when you knocked the Christmas tree over. Remember that? It fell on me, and that day you knocked over my TV. It almost landed on you.

I wish I could of spent more time with you. You and I had once a month kitty days. My Mom would take us to the dollar store and pick out a kitty toy. Then we would go home and play with it for a hour. Then I would brush your hair and put you in a pet taxi and go outside in my clubhouse. I made a mini cake in my easy bake oven. I ate it and saved a little piece for you. I also remember you would watch TV with me. If I turned to Spongebob, you would get up and go away. I have so many memories. I can't stand to write anymore. But if you're still out there, please come home. Merry Christmas sweetie! I love you so much!

Rest In Peace my loved one. If you're up there with pappy, Please go to him. And tell him I love him too. I love you my little April Fool's kitty!

In Loving Memory of Delilah
December 24, 2007

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