Mango

Bio

Sweet Mango, my best boy.  He was really the best kitty one could ever have.

He was abandoned by a neighbor when he became ill.  He wandered around looking for help and came to my door.  I couldn’t resist the little orange fluff and his baby-like meows.  He soon became my best little buddy and partner in everything.  Through many moves, job changes, the loss of my father, Covid, the loss of a dear friend–Mango saw me through the tough times.  His playful spirit never failed to bring a smile to my face.  When he became ill with cancer, Mango still perserved through the surgery.  But the cancer kept returning.  After the fourth surgery, I could tell Mango had a rough time.  This time, the surgery had impacted him badly.  Then the cancer returned again after that, and the vet let me know it was time to say goodbye, that there was nothing more that he could do for Mango.  One of the worst days of my life.  It isn’t fair, he was only 9.  I will forever miss you, dear buddy.  You were the best kitty, full of personality, and sometimes a little spicy.  But always a true friend that I could never replace.  The house is now empty.  Until we meet again.  And, if there are not cats in heaven, then I don’t want to go.  I love you so much, my little buddy.