General Discussion

especially because I lost my oldest and most faithful kitty this week, the one that out of the ten cats I have rescued in my lifetime was my heart and my familiar. The three that remain are all pretty young and healthy (knock on wood) and I love them all so very much, but she was my soul cat and I still just can't believe she's gone.

After 18 years, she was a constant in my life. My other girl cat that lived 20-1/2 years was with me through my happy, productive years (1999-2019), but this one saw me through (what I effin' HOPE will be) the darkest days of my life, beginning with the suicide of a close friend at age 39 in August of 2019, up through and including losing the previously-mentioned old AF tortie girl, and then, among many others, my soulmate of 20+ years to COVID and my beloved mama to a brain tumor 11 months later. So many sleepless nights, I reached out for a hand and found a paw.

I feel like I've (once again) lost my very moorings. Her ashes come home today.