I would like to share with you some of the happy moments we shared together last summer.
On our balcony with her "siblings". She loved to soak up the sunshine there.
She loved going out on a leash. And she was fearless, in spite of her frail constitution she wasn't afraid of strangers or dogs or anything. She enjoyed lying on the ground and watching ants or birds or squirrels or anything that caught her attention. The less she saw with her only eye, the more she looked.
She loved people. The cat shelter where I picked her advertised her as a very timid little cat no one wanted. She remained timid for about a week after I took her in. Later she seemed never to get enough of the human touch. She was only able to enjoy it for four years with us. I was taken aback by her illness. Suddenly there was so little time left. I wish I had given her more strokings, more cuddles, more kind words.
I hope that the love and bond we shared - most intensively during the final days - can somehow last forever.
On the last morning I promised her it would.