I miss you. You're free, boy. Thank you for changing my life, Angus, and making it so much better. Thank you for grabbing hold of the cage door when I went to put you back, and for meowing and sitting on my lap when you didn't even know me, and for trusting me. Thank you for choosing me. I love you I love you I love you. You were my first cat. My love for you was and is immediate, constant, permanent. I was protective of you from day one. You were my cat-son. Soon, I'll flip the calendar to September and there you'll be, Mr. September. Run free, Angus, and look for Barney, Cruella, Stinky, Tiger, and Snowball. They'll keep you company. I love you.
Angus
? - December 15, 2008
Angus
? - December 15, 2008