In memory of Charley

She was a rescue cat, she chose me when she climbed on my shoulder and wrapped around me. So loving always, a beautiful black female with green eyes. She talked to me in her way, she would follow me everywhere and always met me at the door when I came home from work. She loved laying on my lap, or when I lay down, on my tummy. She looked into my eyes with all the love she could. When I lost her to old age it broke me. I still well up thinking of her. My perfect little lady ❤️

by Valeria Matthews