Demarcus has and always will be a huge part of my life. I will miss her till the day I die, she always was there for me when I was crying or sick she just stuck to me like glue. I was the first one to see her come out, she came out tail first and my first thought was “what is that little parasite” but she came out with a little heart on her back and I knew she was mine. My friend named her Wilma Demarcus Jr. the 3rd and it fit her so well with her goofy little self. I walked her through her kitten years and she walked me through depression, me and her had been through it all. As she grew older she had two accidental pregnancies and as she gave birth she wouldn’t let me leave her side she needed me so much she jumped into my lap and gave birth on me. I have an update picture of her baby and it looks just like her I’m just so proud of my momma. I’m going to miss all of your love bites, bunny kicks, and kisses. I will miss my nap buddy, your concerned meows, and our conversations. I know you will be waiting for me at rainbow bridge yelling to your hearts content.I wish I could smell your stinky little self and kiss your toe beans one last time. I will have your ashes forever and keep them around my neck to hold you close once more. I love you so much and I will never forget you, you’re my first tattoo <3