Vincent The Dragon

Her spirit is not off this earth no longer and we committed her body to Mother Earth but she will never be gone.

I remember her sleeping in the dustpan, it was metal and sort of a pink color as I recall. When she was a kitten, very sick and so was I with my Crohn's; We took care of each other. She taught me how to Murf, could purr like nobody and she had a wonderful smile. We I came home she always had a hello murf for me; with a smile and her cute little pink nose. We love you Miss Duster and will miss you from now until we see you again.