sweet face w/ a gray mustache

I was looking through
my pictures and found
some of our cat named
Buddy.

He was such a beauty.
He loved to curl up with
you when your were laying
down. He was always there
to help out when you
weren't feeling well.

For two days I could not find
him. Then I looked in his favorite
place among the flowers and there
he was crouched down. I knew then
that something wasn't right. After
taking him to the vet, we had found
out that among other things, his
kidneys had failed.
I sit here and cry
still remembering
what I went through looking into
his eyes begging for forgiveness
for having to put him down.
That was two years ago
and sometimes as I look through
our pictures, I find myself missing
him and remember his sweet face
with a gray mustache.