In memory of Pickle

Pickle was my absolute sunshine, my shooting star, my whole universe. He's been with me since I was 4 and I had to say goodbye early yesterday morning. He was always a big fan of boxes, fluffy blankets, big shopping bags and wrapping paper. He would make holes in everyone's presents like he was trying to open them for himself, and the Christmas tree was never safe from him. He had an absolutely great life from kittenhood until Saturday, and I wouldn't be the person I am today without him. Rest easy my sweet little boy, you were an absolute treasure to this Earth.

by Lydia Wheeler