My handsome knight in furry armor!

My treasure and delight! You've had snufflies and wheezies and I wasn't there to nurse you and cuddle you and lovey you back to health. Think of us lying on our backs on your sunporch, eight widdle paws in the air, the sun kissing our tummies and our whiskers entwined as we share our inner souls. Wouldn't you feel better fast that way my my hunky-hunka furry love?

Mommy says I get lost in our parking lot and I can't find my way to your side. Poo! What does Mommy know? Your love beam doesn't work in our parking lot, that's all.

I might not see you this Easter my furry cat of delight. One has to humor the humans some. But you know my every thought will be of you. Each nibble of kibble will be with the thought that my Oliver's lips nibbles this brand of kibble. Every slurpy at the fountain will be with the thought that my Oliver loves to slurpy water. My nappies at the window seat will begin and end with love kisses sent ... to you, my wondercat!

Get well quick!

Much healing and love are in the thoughts of your Jewel-iette,
Livvy