Olive was loved by everyone. She was a gentle, friendly cat. She extended her paw to greet you, as if copying us humans, reaching out our arms to pet her. She loved to play with her toys, and she had lots of them. She would carry one in her mouth as if it was her baby and walk around the house crying. She loved treats, and she liked a little sip of milk every morning. I miss my two girls. Olive and her older sister Phoenix died only six months apart.
Category: Memorials
