I love you tinker and always will do.You were only 7 months old but i know you’ll always love me aswell.Here is a poem for u. Tinker,Tinker my dear old one, I really miss you we had so much fun. You were unique, not a duplicate cat, Your favourite praise was a few small pats. Tinker, Tinker you were so brave, I loved you dearly you would be amazed. 7 months was the age you died, When you died I really cried. But now you’re happy living wild and free when you get lonely just think of me.