Happy Birthday, Angel Lita!

Dear Lita,

Today, would have been your 16th birthday. I remember being so happy last year when you turned 15 against all odds, and I wish you were still here with us today.

Lately I have been missing all the little things about you that made you, you. I miss the way you used to poke at me for my your chicken at dinnertime and the way you would swipe food off my plate if I looked away for a minute. I miss the way you used to poke at your food to make sure it was dead before you ate it. 

I miss how you would always hang out near me while I wrote or watched television. You often laid close enough to me that I could just reach over and pet your soft fur often. 

I miss your sweet yet demanding little mew when you wanted someone to feed you. 

I miss your hugs. I miss how you would purr and tweet when you were really happy. 

I miss watching Meerkats with you, how you'd get so excited to see the meerkats and wave your paw at them like you were trying to reach through the screen and play with them. 

I hope that they are throwing a big party for you today at the Bridge with all the chicken you could eat and all the catnip your little heart desires. 

We love and miss you. 

Happy Birthday, sweet angel.

Love,

The Mom, Carmine, and Tylan