I remember 15 years ago when I went to the shelter to adopt a kitten. A scrawny little black cat was not what I had in mind. As I made the rounds holding each tiny kitten and replacing them in their cage, I looked up to see you staring so intently at me from across the room. You never took your eyes off of me the entire time. You were the last kitten I held and when you looked into my eyes and gave me the "silent meow", I knew YOU were the one. You grew to be the biggest and most handsome black cat I had ever seen. You openly accepted every new pet (regardless of species) that came to live with us and of all of them, you were the most social and a true lap cat. I thought sure that I still had a few good years left with you. When you became ill, I tried so desperately to nurture you back to health. Baby boy, I am so sorry I wasn't able to succeed. When your suffering ended, my began. Your presence is greatly missed. You'll always be mommy's little "CoCo-Mo" and we will always and forever love you.
Your photo and rememberances of Cole are beautiful. Please accept our condolences for your loss. The love you two shared will never die. Take care of yourself. --Linda Anderson
I had a lovely black cat too! I am so sorry for the loss of your beautiful kitty. I can't wait till I get to heaven and cross Rainbow Bridge to be reunited with my kitty boy. I am sure Cole will be waiting there for you too!