Full of energy, golden eyes glowing as she raced around the house.
Purring softly as she curled up with us at night.
Loudly exclaiming in her half-Siamese voice when it was dinner time,
or about a bird outside the window,
or just that she wanted attention.
We called her Allikin, we loved her dearly, she loved us back.
Now she’s gone, free of the pain she’s had recently from old age and cancer.
God bless her.
All cats go to heaven. She’s there now.