Darling Rascal, the way your poem started was so reminiscent of how we felt about our departed Lily . . . she was the first cat my husband and I had together.

You were so very much loved and still are, Rascal . . . it is evident in the way your guardian has written about all your special ways. Rest in peace, beautiful sweetie, and hope you have met up with Lily at RB. She suffered from the same ailment as you.