What I miss most about Joss is his voice, like any good siamese he knew how to get heard
His neediness (sp), he just couldn't stay alone. He loved being on our lap and being cuddle.
Having to fight for a place in my bed, the closer he was to us the better, even during those hot summer days
The fact that anyone coming in our house was a new friend to him.
Would hold a grudge, and would come running if you called him.
He was my soul cat
I also miss Kimi, one of my Scottish Fold.
She was the biggest cat I've ever had, but was also the gentlest.
I nickname her "Kimi La Douce", which translate to "Kimi the Gentle One".
Such a tiny meow coming out of such a big cat
Came such a long way from the tiny scared kitten, that never knew human touch from the time she was born to when she was dumped at the SPCA to be PTS at the age of 2 months.
This is Kimi