Riley always wanted to be wherever I was. She also always wanted to be touching me. If she wasn’t on my lap or shoulder, she was beside me with her head or a paw resting on my leg. She had the sweetest trill and the loudest purr.

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“My soul cat. My sweet snuggle bug. You were a gift. I miss you every day. Bowie has been struggling without you too. I hope you are happy and free of pain.”
Riley always wanted to be wherever I was. She also always wanted to be touching me. If she wasn’t on my lap or shoulder, she was beside me with her head or a paw resting on my leg. She had the sweetest trill and the loudest purr.
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