In memory of Johnny

Johnny, you were the most loving cat anyone could wish for. Every single night without fail we had a snuggle on the sofa (although you always insisted I wear your favourite fleece, even in the middle of summer. Every night you would jump on the bed and spend a couple of hours on my chest or legs and you followed me all around the house when you were awake, often swiping me with your paw, meaning you wanted me to get down on the floor and fuss you. You gave us so much love and the house, and life will not be the same without you. Your illness was very short and unexpected, which makes it so hard to take but I know one day I will be glad that you never suffered.

by Billy Green