2011 - 2023

Always there for us, curled up in a blanket, waiting in the window for us to come home. Your little ballet pose on the floor to get our attention. Always bringing your completely beaten up toy mouse to me and dropping it at my feet. “Time to play, mommy?” I miss your meow, your grumpy cat days and your “princess perch on our table. Miss you and love you forever, little Zoe.