Obituaries

Ana,

My Meow,

Your absence isn't just quiet. It's a vacuum of silence.

You came to me at a time that I needed something constant to hold on to. You were my first baby.

You were cool. You walked on a leash, sat on my shoulders, and loved car rides. You went with me everywhere. You were a grumpy gargoyle. But when you sat on my shoulders, your enthusiastic head rubs would knock my glasses off.

I miss you so much, Mew.

8 years was not enough time.

You loved me all of your life, and I will love you for all of mine. Thank you for being my bestest girl.