Soft were my paws, for I stayed indoors. Deep was my purr, you must concur. Small were my demands, a few viands; a place that was warm, not a dorm; a cuddle or two; and a window with a view. Loud was my meow, you must avow; Sadly for you, my life was due. and now I have departed, you must not be sad hearted. For my race is done, and your heart I won.