There seems to be a trend the last two years with burying family pets during my birthday week.
Last year, when I went home for the weekend, we buried my childhood dog Bubba on my grandma's hillside next to Buddy the cat from New Jersey, my other furry brother.
Today Justin and I buried the Booky cat in the backyard. Justin cut off a lock of his fur. I pet him one last time and told him how much I loved him. He was the best cat and I fucking miss him.
Mama and Daddy love you, Booky Kitty. Always and forever.