MoMo, you brought such joy to our lives.  I loved you from the very first moment you looked into my eyes with your big sad eyes.  I knew without a doubt you were meant to be mine.  I took you from death's door to a happy, playful, loving, trusting member of our family.  You never failed to bring a smile to my face...I always had something to look forward to when I went to work each day knowing I had you to come home to. I knew I could always count on you to put a smile on my face.  I never knew I could love you so much.  I have had animals all of my life, but you were so special.  I will never ever forget you.  I only wish I could have protected you and been with you on the tragic day you were taken from me.  But I take comfort in knowing that you knew you were so loved.  It was so much a part of your personality to always be into something.  I could always count on you to get into the empty boxes from the store, into the pantry when the door was opened, under the sheets when I was changing them, on the bathroom counter when I was getting ready for work, to drink from the sink, just anywhere you wanted to explore.  My nickname for you was "Miss Nosey."  You had so many names, but you finally ended up with MoMo.  You started out as Buttercup, then we called you Little Bitty because you were about the size of a rat when we got you.  Then we called you Meow, Meow because you were so vocal and expressed yourself alot.  From there you finally became MoMo and it fit you so well.  My precious baby.  You will live forever in my heart.  I know God has a special place for you now, waiting for me to arrive to pick up where we left off.  God in His infinite wisdom, created you for a purpose and because He loves me so much, and knows how much I loved you, will see to it that we are together again, this time forever, without ever having to worry again about death.  You were taken from me too soon.  I had you almost 4 years and you were so comfortable here chasing the butterflys, and always trying to bring the little salamanders you found in the house. You never killed them, but only wanted to play.  Everything was a game to you and life was all about fun.  I know it will take a long, long time for my heart to stop hurting for you.  Its only been 3 months and it still seems like yesterday.  I love you Momo, you will live forever in our hearts and wonderful memories we have of you.  Your mom and dad, Gayle and Mike