2007 to 2010
“They say memories are golden, well maybe that is true.
I never wanted memories, I only wanted you.
If love alone could have saved you, you never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly, In death I love you still. In my heart you
hold a place no one can ever fill.
If tears could build a stairway and heartache make a lane, I'd walk
the path to heaven and bring you back again.”
Brock was more than just a cat; he was a friend, he was a family member, he was a lover of life, and a beacon of hope and compassion to all who met him.
As a kitten I knew he was something special, something unique, something priceless. He always voiced his opinion, which most people seem to lack. He greeted all who walked into our front door with kisses and hugs – human, feline and even canine.
He found joy in things most other cats do not; bath time, car rides, days on the town to pet boutiques and traveling. Although he was not an outside cat, he was able to see more of the world than others.
Brock knew how to enjoy life’s simple pleasures, as well as some of the more lavish treasures.
Regardless of what he was doing or where he was going, he showered all those around him with loving kissing and his playful spirit.
Brock meant the world to me, but he also meant a great deal to our household. Kioko and Mufasa, Brock’s dog sister and brother, are grieving him also – and our home will not be the same without his paws scampering down the hallway and his embrace at night.
The pain we feel for his departure will always be conquered by the memories of the love and affection he provided us.
His life might have been cut short – but he loved, played, and explored more than any other cat did in their life time.
He truly was a gift – and I am honored to have called him mine.
Brock – you will never be truly gone, because your love and memories will always live in my heart. Thank you for everything you did for me, and I will see you again - that I am certain.
Loving you endlessly,