Mo Kitty

Ah, better than a lounge chair. Who has the tanning lotion?

I'll just wait here for Santa.

Mo was born in the bottom of the dressing table in the kid's room. He loved chasing butterflies, mice and squirrels. He ruled the whole neighborhood. He kept all of the local cats and dogs in line. Mo was very loving, loyal and protective towards us, his family. He went to the Rainbow Bridge suddenly while walking home from visiting the neighbor kids (they were his pals). He just fell over and was gone. Our neighbor made him a little coffin and his wife gave him a Garfield sheet that had belonged to her son, to rest on. He was buried with a small ceremony in the garden in front of my house, surrounded by flowers.

Mo Kitty....June 19, 1982 - October 8, 1997

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Champ & Becky

Birds

Spike

Sam

For those who have lost a pet....visit the Rainbow Bridge