Fluffy, you entered my life when we both needed eachother most.
You were sick, so was I, we comforted eachother day and night, you loved my apartment, all the cosy furniture and heater blaring while you basked in it. You would look so happy rolling around and loved to be brushed.
I'm sorry you had to go so soon, I loved you with everything I have got. Feline FIV sucks, you should still be here.
Fluffy was rehabbed after being street bound for a very long time. He had an amazing 3 months with me before he passed away. He was a pure angel.
Living with mental illness in an independant living facility you gave me comfort.
You will forever be in my mind and heart.
I love you buddy.