So has another of my cats left us to walk over the Rainbow bridge.
We had him for over 15 years before he became tired and ill.
Nicki always was his own master. He only had pellets and tunafish.
 Sometimes he tasted fish but not often. He loved to cuddle and pushed
on us so we called him Putte (Pushy). He always slept on daddy's leg every night
so daddy miss him a lot now, it's so empty. One month ago he stopped eating and
 I tried to feed him. But I realized that he was too tired and February 19 2002 he was
put to sleep. We miss you so much, daddy, mommie and your cat friends.
 Mommie's Putte!