since you died.

The door to your room remains closed.

As I look at it sadly,

I miss seeing your eye peering under it,

and your little foot reaching out.

Mommy and I ate in the kitchen tonight,

and you were not here parading across the room.

Your spot on the rug looks so empty without you on it.

Mommy found your little furry gray toy mouse. We

miss seeing you layng on the rug and batting at your mouse

with your hind feet.

Your spot on the couch looks so lonely and empty without you.

that it was me,

who let you go out one last time.

We always let you go out at night. .

you always came back.

I didn’t know that Mommy wasn’t

going to let you go out. .she

didn’t tell me until after I found

you the next morning.

If only we hadn’t taught you to meow

before you went out. .

You would still be here;

playing with your little furry

toy mouse on the rug.

But, it is too late to fix anything now.

Not for a second did Mommy or I regret  keeping you.

We both loved you so much. The house and yard are

not the same without our “little boy.”

I’m sorry that I paddled you sometimes. .

I tried not to hurt you.

You didn’t need them very often,

you were always a really good boy.