Poetry

In memory.

Each drop of rain can be seen as a single entity until it falls into the water to join the ocean again. The raindrop is no less special to us for not being distinguishable in the ocean.

Busy little Kitten too eager to move to the next adventure used up her nine lives in less than 18 months. We will miss you Stormer, your biting and scratching and chasing Mazzy and your crazy Kramer like entrances and refusal to eat anything but dry biscuits. Your energy filled our home with life and laughter. We love you very much. May our paths cross again.

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