On Monday our baby cat Sprite passed away in a tragic accident while we were on vacation.
He was the gentlest, sweetest cat to ever enter into our lives. He loved to play and cuddle with his brother Atari, chase elusive lasers and watch the chirping birds from our patio with his paws draped over the arm of the chair. His tail hugs were always welcomed and freely given to us all day long. He had the softest fluffiest black fur that grew fluffier by the year and had an incredible fascination with the water in his water dish. Always curious, he would follow you up and down the stairs and from room to room and would roll around on the bed when you were in the bedroom, asking you to pet him.
Both Tanya and my hearts are completely empty and Atari roams the house crying to find his missing brother. We love you so much Sprite, you were our everything. We lost you way too soon, you were supposed to be here for so much longer.
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