It's been a rough few months, but I'm finally getting back
on track. I didn't realize how deeply the sudden passing of my precious golden
haired tabby last fall would affect me. Scootchie was my little buddy. During the
day she'd sit on her shelf in my office dozing while I wrote. At night she'd
sit next to me while I wrote on my laptop at the kitchen table.
She was the runt of the litter when I brought her home
eleven years ago. Nobody wanted her. I did. I fell in love with her the minute
I looked into those big bright eyes. She was born with some health problems, so
everyday she was with me was a gift.
I'll always treasure the time we had together.
