Lyle

My beautiful Lyle. He loved me with all that he had and with no conditions. He was not shy about asking for attention and would meow and headbutt me until he got enough. It seems strange to not have him as my constant companion and official greeter of all guests at our house. I will miss him dearly. He left a hole in my heart.

He was found on top of a dumpster in the rain at two week old. We hand raised him. We gave him a wonderful life, but I think we were the lucky ones to have found him. I am grateful he is no longer suffering. He was not just a cat. He was my Lyle and my friend.