the magic that was mikey

❤️Mikey’s magic❤️ Mikey had his issues. Many physical and psychological impediments that could hamper his enjoyment of life…he did not let them. He was bold yet very fearful Cheeky Willful Stubborn Bossy Loud but loved human whispers Bitesy and gentle Empathetic Hopelessly addicted to cuddles and scritches Fussiest of eaters and world class food flinger…and biteses on fingers He would argue, if he could, that the world was all about him so he wasn’t a narcissist. Tough hombre as he endured fluids injections 3 times a week for years, and meds administered by we the humans 4 times a day. His will to live and love sustained he, and we his humans, as he succumbed to his terminal illnesses. He taught us how to serve our feathered overlord. He made us better people. Folks say he was lucky to have hired us…we feel being chosen to be his humans was, is and always will be, a great and humbling honor. We were and forever are, a family. That was Mikey’s magic. He healed even as he needs healing. He gave back more than words can express. All we wanted from him was that he would feel loved, and beautiful. Rest on angel wings, beautiful boidie and know you are loved...and beautiful. ❤️🪶💚🙏🌈