Furman

2003 - 2022

Furmie was as unique as her name and nickname. She had a huge personality and was a source of endless companionship, although she liked to think it was "always all about her" - and really, it was...

Today I’ll always cry for you,
Your leaving takes my air.
My world is lost without your hugs,
Your sweetness gone fore’er.
Today I’ll always cry for you,
And stop I don’t know when.
I’d give up all that I have now
To hear your purr again.
Today I’ll always cry for you,
No one may understand.
But you and I will walk this way,
Your paw clasped in my hand.

( Poem by Linda Renee Brown, 2017)