I was there when you came into this world and was there when you left. One joyous, one very painful. You were a special boy. Thanks to your grandpa, you and your siblings were dubbed "chickens", you did not know you were a cat, and that was okay. I am going to miss you singing the song of your "people" at 3 AM and chasing you out of the shower every day. I will miss the sound of your voice echoing through the house when you have a ball in your mouth, that you would bring to us. We had to acknowledge that you had a ball before you would stop. You were a wonderful little guy, one of my favorite kids (which you're not supposed to have). You got sick so quick, still hard to wrap my mind around how quickly things can change. I will miss you Shovelhead.
Love Mom and Dad