My poor baby Burton had just turned 3 when he was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and I was blessed with one more month with him thereafter. He was such a sweet boy and a total mamas boy, he snuggled on my pillow with me every night. Despite being a trouble maker, his crazy antics made for so high quality entertainment. My favorite story was the time we ordered pizza and the pie was near the edge if the table and he just jumped up out of nowhere all ninja-like and landed right in the pizza! He put a smile on anyone who came to visit's face and I miss him so much every single day. He left behind his littermate Roxy who also misses him bunches. Until we meet again Burt you were one awesome kitty.
April 9, 2010 — June 18, 2013