Thank everyone of you for your kind and loving comments. They do a lot to ease the hurt in my heart. Binky was my special boy; he was skittish at times, but when he wanted attention he would meow at me and take a few steps. That meant he either wanted to go to the porch or the bedroom so off he went, trotting just as fast as he could. Then he would flop down on the floor and I would give him lovins, rub him under the chin and sing a little song that only we two knew.

I am so thankful that I did just that yesterday morning. We buried him wrapped in a soft blanket with his favorite Troll dolls to keep him company along with a fuzzy mouse he loved.

I love you Binky, you are my cat.