For 16.25 years we have loved one another unconditionally. I’ll miss your pitter-patter and meowing for food. Your crazy 11pm and 6 am sprint marathons. The way you laid next to me, reaching out with your paw to touch me so ever softly. The numerous times you would jump on my lap while I was eating, knowing I would cave-in and give you a taste. But mostly the way you would purr.
May you forever now be able to chase, pounce, eat, and sleep until your heart’s content. RIP sweet sweet Velvet (“Little Bit”, as daddy would call you).