Tammy

Tammy lived to be 18 years old and everyone who ever knew her loved her. She was a petite kitty with the softest meow you ever heard. There was often the cutest squeak to her meow. She would beg for cuddles and “squeak” until I picked her up. She loved her favorite toy, which was a snowman that she would carry in her mouth to play with. Her little brother, Maurice, would follow her where ever she would go. She was sweet and full of love and she loved to be held as long possible. She passed naturally in my arms and will be greatly missed.