2005 - 2021
Dearest Beryl, words cannot convey how much I miss you, there is not a large black void in my soul where you used to be. Getting used to the new norm sucks, I will forever miss having you follow me around the house, always watching me with your bright golden eyes, and squeaking at me when you want something to eat. You were the authority in the house, all the other cats knew you were the boss and if one was acting up, you were quick to run over and bop them in the head. I will miss your sassy ways, and I cannot wait till I can see you again on the other side.