Becks how can I ever forget the 14th February, the day you left me. My life feels empty, my heart is cold what I’d give to have you back and to hold. Mummy’s created a rememberance garden for you where I can take your casket and sit with you in the sun and remember all your antics. I miss you ‘chatting’ with me, responding to my voice with a small mieow of content – you were so intelligent not like a cat at all. My darling you can never be replaced. Love from Mummy, Daddy and Kent xxx