To Izzy
In every home where Adam went.
From place to place, she made it clear,
Izzy’s heart was always near.
With shoes to sniff, and sun to chase,
Her favorite spots, her special place.
A sip of milk, a treat or two,
Her simple joys, forever true.
Through quiet nights and busy days,
She followed life’s most winding ways.
In Carindale, she settled in,
A loyal friend through thick and thin.
But time, it whispered, soft and slow,
It’s time to let the old cat go.
So, on the grass, beneath the sky,
Adam whispered his goodbye.
One last sunbeam, warm and bright,
A gentle purr, a peaceful light.
Now raise a glass, in memory—
To Izzy’s life and legacy.
Today we made the absolutely heartbreaking decision to help my beautiful cat of 17 years cross the rainbow bridge. Slowing down gradually over the past 18 months, and after helping Chris and I make the move to Carindale, Izzy’s age and illness was too much and she no longer got enjoyment out of doing her favourite things.
We spent our last hours together doing all the things Izzy loved the most: lying on the grass in the sun, sniffing shoes, drinking milk and eating mince and treats. Izzy and I have been through a lot together, with her following me between five homes: she has forever been a feature in my life, and will leave a hole that can’t be filled. Please, raise a glass of milk and drink with me to the life and memory of Izzy.
Cheers 🥛