Mila

remember we used to go play fetch and your favorite toy was a stick. At that moment I felt alive.

I miss you coming to the garage with me and laying in your bed and just watching me. Occasionally, getting kisses and pets.

I remember you would never let anyone say ow or even remotely start yelling or clapping. I miss feeling protected and cared for. I miss your face waiting for me in the window.

You and your first cat sister, Iyla and Mila. 💖