In twilight’s hush where shadows blend, Lives Arturo, playful friend, Once a wild and crazy sprite, Now a calm and gentle light. Siamese grace in sable coat, With eyes that gleam, they seem to float, From bounding leaps to tender purrs, His heart a song, his spirit stirs. A “peanut butter pupcake” sweet, With paws that dance and tail’s soft beat, Though sister Manuela schemes and tries, He loves her still—no need for guise. Through years’ soft weave, he’s grown best boy, A tender soul, a bundle joy, Arturo, cat of playful fame, Forever cherished, loved by name.