Dear Monika
Two weeks ago we had to make a very difficult decision, because you were losing your battle with cancer, only 3 years old.
You've given us 10 wonderful months, and while I will always cherish the times we had together I'm mourning all those years we are missing out on. I'm crying for you every day, and kissing your photo Good Night.
I regret the times I should have been more patient, and all the vet visits you have had to endure. And the last week of your life was bewildering and uncomfortable for you, seeing you so sad really hurt me. But all we did for you we did because we loved you and wanted you to get better.
Now looking at all the photos of you I know you must have been happy here. You turned from a neglected and abandoned kitty who was scared of the sound of rain into a trusting, loving bundle of joy.
More than anything I miss your slow-blinking eyes - you did that right to the end through all the confusion and discomfort, you still trusted me.
Sleep tight, beautiful, fluffy, sardine-breathed, coconut loving, brave little Monika.
Love you - your companion Lucy