October 13 1995 ----- December 23 1999
He touched the heart of everyone he met.
Warm and loving.
Gentle. Playful in a sophisticated kind of way.
An old soul.
The perfect cat.
The only time anyone was ever allowed to refer to Gatto
as a cat was in the context of his being the perfect cat.
Only four years old it seems so unfair.
But we are fortunate to have been blessed with one
so special as Gatto an angel in fur.
We learned so much from you Gatto:
how to give and ask for little in return
love without judgement.
You made us laugh when you growled like a dog
or climbed into that cubby hole up by the ceiling
so you could keep watch on what was going on.
You made us laugh when you played
with your brother Remy.
We miss you so much and we thank you
for being a part of our lives.
Valerie Adam and your brother Remy