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A Year Without You...

Our Dear BoBo,

Was it a year ago that you crossed the Rainbow Bridge or was it yesterday?

Today was a day *filled* with thoughts, tears, laughter, smiles and many "awwwwwwwww's"... all about you. Many, many thoughts.. of fun times and not so fun times, remembering what life was like.

Your dads sat down today and talked a little about you... then we looked at your many digital pictures on the TV in a slideshow. How beautiful you were Bo! The difference from that first day we met you when you were all dirty, tired and hungry to what a beautiful "creamsicle" you grew to be, if only a year old.

This past year without you has been hard. There isn't one day that has gone by that your name hasn't been mentioned, or you haven't been talked about. The effect that you have had on us has been immense.

I look behind me at the computer and see little ^Willow^ asleep on the couch... in the same place where you and sweet angel Maggie spent many hours. It's uncanny at times, because if I'm not thinking, I look and see you sometimes.. ^Willow^'s coloring is almost exactly the same as yours.

Your beautiful urn is in this room, along with Maggie and Bernie's. Sometimes they're hard to look at, because it's an instant reminder that you three have crossed... and that chapter in our lives is finished.

Then I think about how you are no longer in pain... and I know you were very sick, BoBo. It was so hard to let you go.. and I had no idea that day would be the day you would cross. We were so hopeful that the liver function test the next day would lead to some type of a diagnosis, so we could get you the proper treatment you needed. After all these months and all that time to think, I guess you had just had enough, little one. I hope that we were able to ease the pain a bit for you... being there to hold you during your seizures and always tending to your every need.

So yes, BoBo... we miss you terribly. We're also very honored that we had the time we did have together.. even if it was so short. But in a way... you've helped save three other kitties - Barnaby, Willow and TomTom. They're loved deeply and cared for just as well as our angels were.

And as for your legacy, Bo... not to worry. Little ^Willow^ has made sure that you will never be forgotten. Although she is quite her own self... just being a little female creamsicle immediately brings thoughts of you.

We love and miss you,
Your Daddies

Happy Birthday, Dear BoBo

Dearest BoBo,

Friday you would have been two years old! I can hardly believe that in a few short weeks, you will have been gone for a YEAR. It seems like yesterday you would lay down beside me a grab my finger to hold onto you as you fell asleep.

I have a digital picture frame on my desk at work that is loaded with pictures of all of our furbabies and whenever your pictures come up, Daddy's heart starts to hurt from missing you. Like I've said before in my diary entries, even though the house is filled once again with furbabies, it doesn't take away the loss of not having you around.

The next few weeks will be difficult for us... losing both you and Maggie in such a short time.

Always remember BoBo, you're in our hearts and will always be. We miss you terribly, little angel.

Love you,
Daddy

Missing you today

Dear Little BoBo,

Daddy is missing you today.

Of course, I miss you everyday... but then I remember how many smiles you gave us while you were here and how you changed our lives in such a short time.

We've been off Catster for a while and I checked on your page today and saw that some of the links to some pictures were broken. I decided to fix it so everyone could see the beautiful things that some of our friends sent when you crossed the bridge. I also added some of Daddy's favorite Eva Cassidy songs to make your memorial page extra special.

As I look at your pictures, watch your videos and read your blogs, I'm reminded of a time that seems so long ago, but really isn't... when you were here with us.

I smile, laugh and cry. I smile and laugh at your antics... how you used to run into the room, coo loudly and then dart out the door again. I cry when I think of the pain you must have been in during those last months of your time here on earth.

Although the house is full again with new furbabies, there will always be a special place in our hearts for our little BoBo. Without you, we might have never met Barnaby, Willow and TomTom.

Run free little one... Daddy loves you!