Some of you who know me know I have a cat.
Well had a cat.
Really he was Derrick’s cat but when we blended our families (him and his cat, me and my dog), we were all a unit.
Zion had what most cats wouldn’t really like: his own dog.
They loved each other, often snuggling on the same dog bed or playing together in the morning.
Zion not only loved us but loved other people too.
And he loved being outside.
When I let him out three weeks ago, I never thought that would be the last time I saw him.
We knew that letting him out, we were taking our chances. But we also knew this cat had places to go.
No matter how long he’s gone, even if that’s forever, I couldn’t let him disappear from our lives without saying:
Goodbye Zion. You were a great cat and we will miss you every day. Thanks for being ours. You were and are loved.
