Obituaries

My sweet boy was found in a supermarket parking lot during a tropical depression storm. He was soaking wet and very sick. The vet stated he was only maybe 5 weeks old, and most likely die. We kept him on heating pads little food lots of love and encouragement. He grew to this big boy. He stayed in trouble from fighting black snakes to wrestling brothers. But every night he was Mommas boy. He slept beside me, usually in my arms. I would sing to him You are my sunshine. He would always snuggle down deeper when I sang please don’t take my sunshine away. He was Always close. Where I went, he came too. If I worked he lay close to me. If I wrapped presents, he “helped”🥰 If I used the Cricut he again “helped”. My heart stopped for a little bit when we found him gone. He was my boy. My sweet,sweet boy. I still look for him, listen for him. I will forever think about him and miss him. He was my sweet boy and my heart is missing a part of the sunshine he brought in.