In Loving Memory
Milo Owens, aka Mr. Milo, aka Honey Bunny
January 11, 2014 - December 23, 2024
My fur-baby, gone too soon. 🐾
Deeply Loved & Deeply Missed
Milo’s Arrival
Milo, originally named Neko at the shelter, came into my life on September 14, 2014. From the moment I met him, I knew he was special. I chose the name Milo to reflect his gentle and kind nature, and he lived up to it in every way.
A Gentle Soul
Milo, you were always a gentleman and a lover. You showed immense patience with Shadow during those early days, meeting her energy with kindness and affection—even if things got a bit scratchy at times. You charmed everyone, even my mom, who you chose to snuggle with over me during her visit! Your joy was infectious, especially when you received new toys. I’ll never forget how excited you were that Christmas when you batted your new toy mouse around the floor, then “hunted” it back to my bed before returning it to me as if to say thank you.
Your gotcha day toy was another favorite—one you cherished for years. The little things brought you so much joy, and you shared that joy with everyone around you.
Milo when he was a kitten right after Gotcha Day. Always the ever playful kitten.
Milo when he was a kitten right after Gotcha Day. Always the ever playful kitten.
Expressions of Love
I remember the first time you kneaded me. Watching Shadow nuzzle and knead me inspired you to try. You were so determined to show your love, even when the rhythm didn’t come naturally at first. Over time, you perfected it. Your sweet gestures—like gifting me your favorite toy mice—showed how much you cared. I laugh remembering the day you tried to retrieve a toy from behind the painting, guiding me to every possible hiding spot until I finally figured it out.
Special Moments Together
You loved to lean on me while grooming yourself, always pausing for chin scritches before resuming. I’ll cherish the memory of those intimate moments, your slow blinks, and your "nose-to-nose" kisses. These were expressions of trust and love that I will hold in my heart forever.
’ll also remember our walks—how you hated the leash but stayed loyally by my side when I let you walk freely. And how, when I was unwell, you walked me through the house and made me move, always looking out for me like a little personal trainer. You even taught yourself a trick: when I would bend down to give you scritches you would stand on your hindlegs to meet my hand as if to say you were meeting me halfway. 🐾
A True Protector
You took your role as protector seriously, patrolling the house, ensuring no stray cat lingered too long, and even inspecting rooms and closets for safety. You kept our home secure while filling it with your warmth and affection.
The Craft Room and Beyond
The craft room was your special space, and now it feels so quiet without you. Whether it was perching on the cat tree looking out the window, sitting in your favorite chair watching my embroidery work, or snoozing in your stroller while I crafted, you were my constant companion. You taught yourself to open doors and would often lay in the craft room closet to get a snooze. Mornings with you were my favorite—your excited face greeting me as I woke, your soft kisses starting my day.
A Lifeboat in Dark Times
Milo, you were more than a pet; you were my anchor. You helped me navigate moments of despair, depression, and anxiety with your steadfast love. You had an uncanny ability to pull me out of myself, insisting I get up and follow you or touch my toes, keeping me grounded when I needed it most. You truly were a gift from God—a lifeboat in life’s storms.
Closing: A Legacy of Love
Milo, you were deeply loved and will be deeply missed. Your life was a testament to love, joy, and companionship. I find comfort knowing you are now at peace, cradled in the care of the God who created you and loves all His creatures.
Rest well, my sweet Milo. You will always be in my heart. 🐾 🤗😽💜🕊️
