When we found you, you were afraid of everything…because of that we named you Chicken.
It took a lot of time for you to warm up to us. When you finally did, you grew to be one of the bravest cats I’ve ever known. Because of your newfound bravery, you also became quite the warrior. You tried to keep us well fed by leaving us little creatures on the steps every single day.
Even though it was gross, I’m really going to miss it.
Once you got used to us being your new parents, you became quite the loving cat. You proved me wrong when I thought all cats were jerks. Thank you for that. You were also one of the most tolerant cats I’ve ever met. The many times you endured the dances we made you do with that priceless grumpy cat facial expression will never cease to make me smile.
I’ve also never met another cat that thought they were a rollie pollie and a dog all in the same body. I think at least 90% of the time you would squirm around and pull yourself along the floor like a big weirdo. I think your son takes after you in that department.
I’m going to miss everything about you. The way you would constantly meow to go outside and then decide you didn’t want to anymore.How you constantly had to rub your face against me and demand pets 24/7. How you would get annoyed by your son and run away and hide. And even how you made it a goal to rip up the couch every single day.
I don’t know if I ever showed you how much I love and appreciate you, but I hope you know that you mean the world to me. I love you Chicken. You were indeed the bravest amongst all scaredy cats.