It’s been six weeks since you left us Baby Girl, and I miss you every day. I miss your purrs and your cuddles. I miss you snuggling beside me at night, and for naps. I miss you curling up in a ball on my lap during slow Saturday breakfasts. I miss you looking up at me with such love and trust in your blue eyes. I miss your quirky personality. You were unabashedly yourself your whole life, and you didn’t care what anyone else thought. I hope you knew how much you were loved.
When we brought you home as a kitten, we kept you in the bathroom so you could get acclimated. You decided that the washcloth was a good place to settle in. Kerstin climbed in the adjoining cabinet to be with you. We loved you so much. One time I found you sitting on the kitchen rug, and you had gotten a tiny paper star on your nose. You were looking up at me, and you were so adorable. I wish I had been able to get a photo. That is why I asked Heidi to paint a picture of you with a star on your nose.
I feel like I failed you, and I will never forgive myself. If only I had taken you back to the vet to be rechecked after your treatment. You were sicker than I knew. I feel like we could have had more time with you had I done it. I am so sorry. I hate to think of how sick you were feeling in your last weeks. I am at least glad that your last days were sunny, and you got to spend them in the sun in Kerstin’s room, on soft blankets.
I hope you have soft blankets and sun, and all the food you want, and that Sophie and Rickey found you. I hope I can see you again. It does not feel like Heaven would be Heaven without our pets.
