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Ozzie

It was his little pink nose that got us right away and his sweet, quirky personality that made us love him so much. Oz always marched to the beat of his own drum. We will never forget the way he would respond when we called him “baby cat;” how he used to run down the stairs at top speed to greet us when we came home; the way he had one favorite toy, “True Bluey,” that always ended up under the couch; the way he plopped down between us on the couch every night, like clock-work; the way he loved to lay on his back, in the sunshine, and look at the world a different way. For one little cat, he has left such a tremendous void in our home and in our family. We will always miss him, but we are glad he is with his brother, Charlie, again.

Jen and Mike