The Mommy here.
Do you see my old gal, my sweetheart, my love, my Miss KonaKitty up on the third story?
I don't blog about her much; she's such a unassuming feline and her goal in life (at this point--she used to be a firecracker for play) is to while away the hours snoozing in her heated cat cup or outdoors in the sun. Nothing very exciting to post about. This, however, doesn't mean that she doesn't loom large in my daily life because she's my Constant Companion when she's awake. My little girl may be getting littler every day, but her affection grows daily; it's as if her body size has become inversely proportionate to her desire for love. I can't sit down on the sofa and she's there for cuddles and scritchies--in a most demanding way. I don't deny or begrudge her a single caress, I think our time together may be drawing to a close.
Not soon soon, but soon. She is, after all, sixteen. Healthy, but old, and maybe perhaps a wee tad senile--not that alternative mental health is up for judgement around this house.
In the meanwhile, I'll enjoy each moment we have.
I hope it's a lot longer yet; I'll never tire of looking at this sweet little face.
I love you, KonaKitty.
Happy Friday, and hug your furkids tight!
XX The Mommy XX