and I am very sad.
When she was a young cat, she would play Fetch. Lately, when I was in bed she would sleep at my head, switching sides if I wasn't facing the right way. When I sat at my computer, she would curl up beside me. She hated whistling, so she would always come when I whistled just so I would shut up. The fur down her spine stood up in a spiked ridge & I always called it her FauxHawk. I would tell her that she was the best Quizzie ever, the best Quizzie anyone could ever have. And she was.
I really miss her.