05/05/2026
Your sweet soul was on this Earth for less than a year. You went from a worried little guy that I didn’t see for two days after bringing you to the farm, to the most lovable and loving creature I’ve known. I called you a bag of purr, because you loved to be snuggled, and always had the motor running. Even today when we said goodbye. We’ve seen this movie, when your sister succumbed to the feline leukemia. We already knew the ending. Thank you for the smiles, the love, and the laughs. You are missed by so many.
Toothless
May 18, 2025 - May 5, 2026