Ziggy Stardust

I remember the day I came home from school, being told there was a surprise waiting for me. This sweet, multicoloured kitten looking back at me. She didn't know who I was or where she was either, but that was the moment I fell in love. We became inseparable, she'd go on walks in our garden on a lead and hide under my plastic swing set until it was time for dinner. We'd become bonded, two children in the world trying to navigate it as much as we could. We even had a routine in the mornings where she'd wait for me on the top of the black chair by the radiator. I wasn't allowed to go anywhere or do anything else until I greeted her with fuss and a kiss to the top of her head. No matter what the days plans were, those were the rules. If I ever forgot she'd sulk for the entire day and be moody with everyone. That was Ziggy. My Ziggy. My beloved Stardust.