Oliver. for you...



 He was my friend, he knew when to come lie on my chest and give me a little lick on my nose when I least expected it. I will miss that the most. I will miss his squeak when he was happy.And how you could make him "wave" by blowing on his nose. My friend the great hunter who would always leave his prizes on the step for his pride whom he loved so much. He had the most beautiful eyes of any cat I have ever known and I will never forget them. I will miss him so much but I know he is in heaven and my mother, the great cat lover has called him over and is petting him and making him purr and squeak forever, and someday i will see my friend again..





                                                  Dan     January 5 2010