Last night my little beloved Elvis died of an infection after long days of suffering...
Dear little Elvis,
since I met you for the first time, I was in love with you. You where the cutest little guy I have every seen and you soon got the nickname "little heartbreaker" because you were able to control everyone with just one glance.
I never thought it would be the last time to hold and stroke you when we met at the beginning of january. If I would have known that... I will never forget the day where you where purring on my lap and crawling in my bag because you wanted to see, what I have inside.
But fate is cruel and mean, and now you are dead I hope you are better now, wherever you are and you don't forget you will always be my little Elvis.
Bon voyage petit Elvis..