This is a short monument to my cat, Poppi, who passed away this year February 26, 2018. I arrived at my new address here July 7, 2002 nearly 16 years ago. He was aged 4 then and I think he previously belonged to the people next door who had left. After a few days I just knew he was lost and offered him some food. Although I never really knew his original name I just called him Pop or Poppi. I let him into my house. I was as much alone as he was. He was what some may call 'a rough diamond'. Very loving and affectionate he often slept in my bed during winter.
To those who have currently lost their pet and are grieving I am with you. Poppi was nearly 20 when he died. In his next life perhaps he will be born into a beautiful person who can help solve the problems we have.