Casey

✎ What sound do you miss the most?
I miss your meow and your purr. There was a time when I thought I would never forget what they sounded like, but I have. I hope someday I hear them again.

I still remember the smell of your fur. A warm, comforting smell. You never smelled bad, you were a very clean cat.

✎ What funny habit did they have?
She loved to sleep on her own pillow, right between my husband's pillow and mine. She wasn't a cuddly cat, but she liked to stay close. We called it her Princess Pillow. She looked like a little princess, regally perched on her own pillow.

When I held you, it was usually against your will (although I think you secretly kind of liked it), but you tolerated it for bit. You did like it when I would pepper your little head with kisses, though.

You liked to lick me with your little rough, pink tongue. Maybe you just liked the salty taste, but it felt reassuring to me, like little kisses. It's been a long time since you crossed the Bridge, but I still haven't been able to spread your ashes. I keep a little bit of your fur in a pretty box. 20 years together. The pain fades, but the little hole in my heart will always be there. And I wouldn't want it any other way.