Azula

I really miss you today. Loa came to snuggle me this morning. She knows I’m mourning and don’t have the desire to get out of bed. I really miss the little “meow-rowwwwr” you’d chirp before jumping up to me. When I was sad, on mornings like today, you’d come and lick my nose, purring up a storm, and then I’d receive a solid chomp. I’d give anything for another love bite right now. Regardless of how I was laid, you’d settle into a little ball somewhere and I felt so much comfort from your warmth and presence. We spent every Sunday morning curled up together before I’d have to get on with the hustle of the day.