RIP DAISY DUKE
My Little Lady, Missy May, Dukie Duke, Bonkers! It didn’t feel right putting you to rest until you were home with us. For those of you who knew me, knew she was my baby. I miss her prim and proper ways like only putting her back feet in the litter box and her slight meow every time I would sneeze. You will be greatly missed.
P.S. I am not missing the white fur on EVERYTHING.