I think being born in the year of the tiger helps, it certainly doesn't hurt.
Dudley (chocolate covered pointed ragdoll), my 2 year old, 7.5kg, doleful (though responding marvellously to cat-calming preparations), loyal, docile, bear-cat dude: 19/02/2016 -
Parker (blue mitted ragdoll who's turning lavender & vanilla, with mushroom coloured angel wings!), my 1 year old, sweet as sweet can be, fluffy puffy cloud of joy: 26/04/2017 -
(Avatar) Brian, my soulmate, forever: 18/03/2006 - 23/03/2016.
It's been over two years since he died and I still miss him, crushingly. I think that I will always grieve and yearn for him. This is something extremely painful but also kind of comforting. Memory is a wondrous gift at times. I smile and laugh, and cry, remembering. Hold tight all of you who have lost your 'other', they're with us as long as we are.