My long time friend. It still hurts to think of you. So hard for me to believe you are gone. The tiny lost kitten I rescued from under a garbage dumpster when I was 18 years old. You repaid me with unconditional love for many years. Even when you were first diagnosed with diabetes, I felt you would always be around.

I had hoped that you would curl up in the sunshine and pass away peacefully when you were ready. After more than two years of fighting to keep you with me, the disease finally got the best of you. I needed to make that painful decision to say goodbye. No more visits to the vet, no more hateful diet food, no more needles, no more pain. You have left me with so many wonderful memories: thank you old friend. I still miss you so much.

In Loving Memory of Ming
1982 - April 12, 2001

Copyright © Michelle Hans
September 6, 2002