i know you hated other cats. i mean really, really hated other cats. remember the time you hissed and spat at me, for weeks, after you waltzed in and found a tiny little kitten on your best spot in my bed? i do. after that you only came in long enough to eat...and if i was around, you made sure i understood the penalty for my sin. and i did understand. i think it was another full 2 weeks after the tiny little kitten left before you considered even rolling over in front of me - and then another full week before my first semi-nuzzle. it was a trying time for me, too.

i just went over to your old site...ilnuzzlino. i'm not able to go there without crying. i don't want to cry anymore. it, literally, hurts my eyes. but it's getting close to one year and it's only become manageable; the memories of you are crystal clear, and so is the loss.

i've been thinking a lot about why i got so close to you, a mere feline. nuzzlebreath; it wasn't just because you were simply the most intelligent animal i've ever known. it wasn't just because you were the world's cutest/most handsome cat. it wasn't just because you were oddly so much like a human being...a furry 5 year old boy with a distinct personality. and it wasn't just because you protected me that time from an 8 inch long lizard. it was because i really, really dislike people as much as you hated other cats. we understood each other. to hell with other people's insane perceptions: our bond transcended species. you were aware of me. and toward the end i believe you were aware of yourself and our bond. i wonder now that you may have been an angel - you often enough acted as one might.

whatever you were, there isn't a day that goes by that i don't look at your pictures and think of you.

love always, always, always

your human