May 27 was the one-year anniversary of losing my Black Kitty. It's hard to believe that much time has passed. I still miss him so much. I talk to Maximus about his 'big brother' all the time. Sometimes I re-read my posts here about BK, still trying to convince myself that he was happy with me and that I thought I knew what I was doing, at least up until his last week. If I think about that part too much, I still fall apart.
I hope you're at peace, little panther! I loved you more than you knew....hell, more than *I* knew!
I hope you're at peace, little panther! I loved you more than you knew....hell, more than *I* knew!