Tazz

Their favourite spot was my lap

The day we met, you were a baby kitten who was born in the woods at a friend’s friend’s house. I took you and your half-sister home that day. You couldn’t have been more than 2 months old.

They had this funny habit: bringing me toys as i slept. She would wake up the steps meowing with the toy in her mouth.

What I miss most is you being with me

when you ate, you would make the loudest cronching noise