09/11/2026
“Hi… it’s me, little Half Pint.
I want to tell you a little about me.
I loved being brushed. Oh, how I loved it! When the brush would gently run through my fur, I would settle in and enjoy every moment. I loved feeling clean and beautiful, and I especially loved knowing that someone cared enough to take the time to make me look my very best.
I liked being pretty.
But more than anything, I liked being loved.
You see, being loved isn’t just about food or a warm place to sleep. It’s about gentle hands, soft voices, little moments of kindness, and someone making you feel safe.
And I had that.
I had someone who loved me like a little fur baby should be loved.
So whenever you remember me, please remember the little girl who loved her brushing, loved looking beautiful, and loved being close to the person who made her feel safe.
That was me.
Little Half Pint.”
