We lost Bobby to FeLV on March 15, 2003. Our hearts are broken...and we miss him so much. Bobby was a special cat -- he was always happy, and he loved to play. He liked to sleep curled up next to us on the bed. I miss him the most when we go to sleep at night...and he isn't there. We feel lucky to have had Bobby, and our memories are some comfort. We know he had a very happpy life. Brian and I are so grateful to our vet, Dr. Amy Garrou at Sunset Boulevard Animal Clinic. She took such good care of Bobby. I have seen Mirabelle walking from room to room in the past few days...she seems to be looking for him. We all miss our sweet boy.
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.
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