
Our little baby Bengal died today at noon. She was a sweet, courageous little fighter who had so much love and curiousity.
Tika, you were a little angel that I imagined growing up and playing, wrestling, and napping with your big sister Aleyah. I am so sorry I couldn't protect you, little girl. You deserved so much more. I love you so much, sweetheart. I miss you so much. My heart is breaking for you baby. I wish you were here.
Tika's Song (Mommy made it up to comfort you on your way home. You loved it and I sang it to you quite a few times before we set you free.)
I'm a little Bengal, short & stout
Here are my ears, and here is my snout
I've got a lot of stripes, yes I do
But, guess what, I've got spots too :)
I love you Tika banana. Mommy wishes you were curled up on her lap right now. Tiks, you were so special. I will never forget you, and I will always wish you were with me instead of in the Cat Bed in the Sky.
Love,
Mommy
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