December 1st 2012 9:18 am
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I wrote this poem 6 years ago. We lost Casey 3 years ago at 18 years of age due to cancer. I still miss my baby.

Casey is my oldest cat
He is my baby
And I tell him that

He is going on 15 years old
He is the king of the roost
He is very bold
He never wants let loose

Casey likes to chew on Hobbes
But Sammy gets him back
Shelby just sits back
And takes a look
While Hobbes says "ack"

Casey gives me kitty kisses
He butts his head into my lips
How sweet is this?

Casey talks to me when I come close
He meows and purrs with delight
All I can say is
"He is mine and I am proud."
He is my light