Georgie
well
my dear ones,
Our
cat, Georgie, lives on the front porch;
he
has a little house to sleep in,
and
every morning he is sitting there,
right
at my feet crying for his food.
And
every time I open the front door,
or
the garage door,
he
is right there crying for treats.
Every
morning, he follows me to my car
hoping
to scam a few extra treats
before
I pull away.
Sadly,
tonight, someone ran him over.
I
was just playing with him
and
giving him his favorite treats
a
couple of hours ago,
and
now he’s gone.
This
was our little fuzz, Georgie:
To
the person who killed him,
the
one who ran him down
and
didn’t even stop
while
he lay dying in the road,
I
just want to say,
“We
forgive you.”
And
to Georgie, I say,
“We
love you,
and we pray to God
for a place for you
in deep heaven
so we can love on you some more.
In the meantime,
you will be missed, little fuzz.”
Thank
all y’all for listening,
and
have a great week.
grace, peace, and love to you,
dave