Miss Edna mae

2005 - 2026

Poem our 10 y ar old wrote wrote today after Edna passed away.

Our Edna Mae,
Her fur brown as wood,
Her eyes green as emeralds,
The ring on her tail as yellow as gold.
We had her for so long, yet she was gone so fast.
She was alive for 21 years.
From a cat on a train, to a rescue, with us for 6 years, part of our family.
From hiding behind a toolbox, to under the couch, to the balcony, our loaf.
We will always love our Edna Mae.