In the time that followed Mr. Bo, as his name became, turned into the best cat in the whole world.  Of course he had abuse, abandonment issues from whomever but, with my patience and love and his love and appreciation he was the best!  He always would talk to my husband and I in the funniest high pitch cry.  You could ask him a question and he would answer you.  He was a beautiful orange tabby with amber colored eyes.  Mr. Bo loved to sleep on me while I studied my school work.  He slept in bed with us every night. He loved to eat and anything that was meat, he especially loved Italian.  I would call him my little Italian boy.  Mr. Bojangles was very nurturing not only of myself and my husband, but of that kitten we had taken in.  Mr. Bo would wash her and play with her and just lay around together.  They always slept together and he would usually reach out and touch her while they slept.  Mr. Bo always defended the kitten named Mouse, no matter what.  Mr. Bo never once bit me, scratched me or even hissed at me despite me having to give him meds for the endless earmites and cold he had when we took him in.  He even let me cut his nails.  He would run to me when I came home and would be right there to say hi in the morning in the bathroom.  He was always in our front window (of the house we bought for all these cats) to say goodbye in the mornings and hello in the evenings.  He never did anything wrong, he never even had an accident in the house after who knows how long of being outside, he learned right away what a litter box was.  He was the sweetest cat I've ever had and I've had many over the years.  He was the most thoughtful and companionate cat there ever was.  I never thought I'd be without him.......

Until the day that I came home to find him in a dying state under our bed.  Mr. Bo was only about 2-3 yrs old when he suddenly and without warning went in to a dying state.  Within minutes of me coming home, we were in a mad race to the vets office.  Once we arrived there, Mr. Bo died in 5 mins.  I was in shock and couldn't believe he was gone and I didn't know what had happened to him.  I just stood over his lifeless body while tears flowed down my face as I kept petting him and telling him that I loved him, I couldn't stop asking the vet tech "how can you love something so much?" The vet suggested doing an autopsy to see what the cause of death was and I didn't hesitate to do that.  It turns out that he had 2 heartworms in one lung and that was what caused his sudden death.  A blockage in an artery, caused him to slowly suffocate.  This was the worst day of my life.  My boy had not only died, but suffered as well.  In the months that have followed his death, he died in Aug., I have cried a river of tears for my boy.  I want him back so badly and I want to talk with him again.  I want him to be in the window when I look at it, but he's not.  My husband has grieved as much as me over this loss and so has Mouse.  Mouse spent the next few weeks after his death looking in every corner and under everything for him.  I know she is mourning the loss of her best friend. 

I feel so lucky to have known Mr. Bo if only for 1 yr and 9 months.  We worked so hard to win your trust and we should have had many many years together.  We should have grown old together.  You touched my heart and soul like no one else ever has.  I miss you everyday Mr. Bo and cry many, many nights over you being gone.  My heart aches for you. I sure hope you’re waiting at the rainbow bridge for all of us to meet up again.  I know it will be a long wait, but it will be worth it once we're all together again.  I love you with all that I am, my little Italian boy!  We ALL miss you so much and want to be with you again!

Love, Mama, Daddy, Mouse, Sally and Bubee