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[title] => King of My Heart
[time] => 2012-08-16 13:58:58
[hometext] => Now it's time to say goodbye... I think my heart is breaking.
[bodytext] => Dear Mufasa, I remember when you picked us out I remember when you said to us, "Love me! Love me! Love me! Take me home with you tonight." I remember when you first explored your new home You jumped and missed and fell You played with all your might You were quite the talker, too You had the mightiest roar! You talked to us constantly, telling us stories Telling us about your day Complaining about whatever it is little kittens complain about You would wake us up early in the morning by jumping on us You would bat at our faces like it was your toy And when we put the covers over our heads to hide, you would bite our noses through the comforter You would meow and purr to try to get us up to play with you And as soon as we gave in and got up to snuggle with you You would crawl in close in between us and fall asleep, purring You knew how much we loved you We knew how much you loved us You were such a fun little guy to be around People who didn't like cats ended up falling in love with you You always had the kindest heart The gentlest touch The softest fur The cutest meow (My favorite was probably "Mur-row-uh-row!" your "hey, I missed you" meow) When we were home, all you did was follow us around If we sat down, you had to be in our laps If we were busy, you took your toy and demanded our attention, doing ninja moves all over the living room You gave us love bites on our fingers, you kissed us on our noses with your little tongue You loved to roll over on your back and have us scratch your belly - sometimes I thought you were part dog You would purr so loud I could feel the rumble in my chest when you were in my arms And you had the cutest cat-foot in the world, reaching out as far as you could, spreading your toes as wide as possible Bringing them back in curled up so tight and close to you, only to reach out as far as you could again You chose us because you knew you could be happy with us You chose us because you knew we would do everything in the world for you You loved us so fierce I think my heart grew a couple sizes You, Mufasa, are the King of my heart But now, so young, we have to say goodbye This is the hardest thing I'm going to ever have to do But we need to do what's best for you I wish that you still had the will to live But I can't be selfish, I have to let you go You're not eating, not drinking, it's hard for you to breathe now You can't hardly walk... I hate this disease that you have Why, why did the sweetest living thing ever to have existed have to get this disease? Why you? WHY YOU? I would trade places with you if I could I really would I would give my life for you I have the tiniest comfort knowing that we have done all that we could I never knew that this would feel right, to let you go But I know it's time You lived your life the best that you could, because I think that you knew you didn't have very long to live on this earth I just wish that it wasn't you I wish that we didn't have to say goodbye so early You're just a kitten, just a little boy But I know it's time and I know it's the right thing to do This is the hardest, heart wrenching goodbye I've ever had to deal with I love you You will always be the king of my heart King Mufasa -- Your Mommy, Jess 
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