Lou

Today Lou, Gary's cat, died. Lou was a cranky old man, but a sweetie. He loved to drink water from the toilet, the pool, and any bowl he could find. He hated Midget Bitch, but loved me. On our last night together he layed on my side, staring at Gary and I. He could throw his voice.....you'd swear you could hear him in the hall when in reality he'd be in the kitchen or the front yard. Best guess is Lou was at least 22 when he died.



Lou

He lived a good life, and brought laughs and joy into our lives!