Bill the Cat

my Special Little Guy

I hope everyone can take some time (or all day) today to remember our little Billy-boy, whose young life was tragically cut short* exactly one year ago, 11 December, 2009, just a few months shy of his 19th* birthday.
  *human years

Billy loved to eat cheese and things that tasted like cheese, like Macaroni & Cheese and Cheez-Its.  He could play fetch for a while, but only with Dad and only with the little green Statue of Liberty eraser from our 1995 holiday on the east coast.  He was missing a piece from his right ear from when he had to share a cardboard box with Henry on the way to the vet once.  He never let any mouse parts go to waste.

I would like to think that Billy enjoyed his little life as much as I did.