♥ Dancer, I first saw you out in the field. You were chasing bugs in the morning sun, jumping and twisting in the air with such grace. You could almost fly! I saw you more and more through the summer and realized you were not playing, but you were catching bugs because you were starving. I'll always wonder how your story started, but now I know how it ended because you learned to trust me, and came to live with us for nine years.
You were so beautiful and graceful. I named you Dancer because Mikhail Baryshnikov was already taken, and just didn't seem right for a cat anyway. You were our gentle giant— long and tall, lean and athletic, even funny, but so sweet and patient with the other cats.
You are so missed, and left a hole in my heart. Dance on, sweet boy!
November 29, 2014
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