Ghost has been my best friend for 19 years. I will miss him cuddling against me and holding my hand with his paw when we would go to sleep. He would meow to me when I would sing him his song. Ghosty boy sits in the old gum tree, Counting all the birdies he can see. Run little birdies run You know what to do When the Ghosty boys after you. He will never be forgotten.