My sweet Nibbler has passed away. He was only 7 years old. He had a heart condition that is sadly very common for Bengals.
There has never been a person that met him that didn’t love him. You could toss him around like pizza dough and he wouldn’t mind. He was so sweet that we never had to use food to distract him during nail clippings. We just kissed his face instead. That’s all he wanted. Kisses.
He truly was a special boy who never caused problems, ran to greet you at the door, cuddled and snored in my arms nearly every night, played fetch, knew a myriad of tricks, and never bit or scratched anyone. He was impossibly sweet and outgoing. He was a dream.
My soul cat. I tied my hair around your leg so you’ll never forget me. Please come find me again. I love you, my sweet boy boy.
“The light has gone out of my life.”
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