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Cat Poem
They will not go quietly, the cats who've shared our lives. In subtle ways they let us know their spirit still survives.Old habits still make us think we hear a meow at the door. Or step back when we drop a tasty morsel on the floor.
Our feet still go around the place the food dish used to be, And, sometimes, coming home at night, we miss them terribly.
And although time may bring new friends and a new food dish to fill, That one place in our hearts belongs to them. . . and always will.
That's beautiful Miss Ellen and all of it is true. He is still here with us.
Don't worry we will never ever forget how special he was and what he gave to you and me. Lots of love, head bumps and hugs to you Mr. Sipps.