To Pan

This entry is dedicated to Pan, our newest cat that stayed only for 2 weeks.

Pan came to us no larger than my palm. He grew two inches then got sick. We nursed him to health. He was so playful last night. Loves to be under your clothes! Yup, he makes a lot of meowings until you give him your finger to bite or put him under your shirt. Then, this morning, we woke to see him stiff and dead.
Cradle Death Syndrome.

I'll miss you, little Pan!