IN REMEMBRANCE OF A LOVED ONE| SHOW OFF MY PET DAY
Forever Love Our Jojo
We will always remember the best moments as his memory lives on
Jojo wasn’t just a pet. He was a part of our family for five full years until he died back in August 2020. He had been with us through various moves across the country and even when we were forced out of our rental during the pandemic.
He was already old when we got him from a trusted coworker as he was almost 18 years old. We knew we wouldn’t get him for long but we made his years with us comfortable and memorable. He lived to the ripe old age of 23 after all.
He used to cuddle us all the time. He was my hat for many nights as he loved sleeping near my head. I would get up and realize he was on my head before he made his presence truly felt.
At night when he was scared, he’d hop into bed with us and sleep with us, either between us or at our feet. He loved to snuggle and give us nose boops. He loved “Eskimo kisses”.
His purr was way more powerful and audible than his meek meow. You could hear Jojo from a few hundred feet away when he was purring. It was infectious and made us come over to him. We’d even try to emulate that soothing sound and it would make him get even closer and cuddle us harder.
He was so much like a human at times because he didn’t need much space from us. He always craved and loved our attention even outside of meal time. He would never let us off the hook if we were busy. He loved both of us and craved our love.
He especially loved my partner as those two were so inseparable, you’d swear that they were connected at the hip at times. He would pee and poop on his things more often than mine. He was marking his territory. Mike was Jojo’s favorite human.
This makes sense considering that when we first got him, I still worked full-time. He ended up bonding with my partner when he was home all the time. He looked forward to seeing me but Mike was his best friend. I was more like the occasionally attentive parent.
I miss him as I think about him more than 3 1/2 years later. I still feel his spirit hanging around and protecting his guys. He travels with us in our RV and every once in a while, I swear I hear phantom purring. He wants us to know he’s still around. My pet, my boy, my buddy. Jojo, you are always in our hearts. We love you and always will.
