R.I.P. my soulcat .
Ten years of my Bam ....
The feather ... He was a tiny one , light as a feather , he enjoyed our walks , with him pressed against my cheek . He so loved to cuddle my face . The musical note ... for the the joyful purrs with song , when he greeted me . The eye , for the psychic connection we will always have , through my dreams .
Bammys death paws .
Reduced to ash .
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