RIP Simon "A beloved companion and friend"

Simon, my best friend and companion passed away this evening from leukemia, I found him lying in my closet lifeless. You were there when I was sad, rubbing against me if I was upset, never once did you leave my side in those moments of pain. You were only 8 years old and I cried so much I fell into my depression again over your death. But I loved you so much that even if you went far away...I'd always find you in spirit. Even now I still feel the warmth of your fur against my arm as I lie on this bed crying as I type this out.

I remember you the first day we met, you were so little, I just couldn't say no to you and held you in my arms, and decided that you were the one, you were special. When we brought you home, the first one to greet you was Cheeko, my aunt Connie's cocker spaniel. He stuck his nose in the towel I carried you in and got one heck of a scratch to his nose for being nosy. But eventually you grew to like him and slept with him, but the day he died, you stopped eating altogether.

But I was able to get you to eat again after a week, doing my best to make you happy. You grew into a beautiful cat, one everybody complimented on as they walked into our home. In my eyes you were more than that, you were like a brother to me.

Best picture I could find that looked identical to him
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You lived your life happy and carefree, I was happy you lived this long and still showed your love for the family that cared for you and loved you dearly. I hope now that you're in a better place, and I wish you true happiness wherever you go and a special place in my heart.