Delilah Jones Goggin

Delilah came into our lives at 2 months old after being found in a dumpster with her brother. She took her spunky street smarts into our home and learned how to snuggle, beg for greenies, and run around chasing her toy springs. At 8 lbs fully grown, this tiny stink butt loved sitting on my shoulders during work meetings, stealing our dog's food, and napping on my pillow or wherever there was a sunny spot. While she was my best friend and loved me dearly, she felt quite differently about everyone else (hence the nickname our vet gave her, "Delightful Delilah"). Saying goodbye after 14 years was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. I love you and will miss you forever my little devil kitty. Rest in peace, Delilah.