The Month of Tiny Sighs

February 23, 2012 @ 10:28 PM • Comments (5)

If January was any indication, 2012 is going to be a year worth remembering — and forgetting. I can't figure out how to write about most of it, but let's just say that it's a damn good thing February comes with so much chocolate.

I do want to pause for a moment, though, to say thank you to everyone who sent kind words, incredibly offensive words with incredibly good intentions, e-hugs, and little Instagram hearts. On January 11, I said goodbye to my cat, Callie, after eighteen years. She died of kidney failure, just as her brother Carmel did a few years ago, and maybe someday I'll stop crying long enough to write up just how grateful I am to have had such delightful little fuzzballs as my constant companions through childhood, adolescence, and beyond.

Technology Lover

Until then, I have no choice but to face the challenges of life without a cat. I'm the President and CEO of the International Society of Cat Ladies, so this is the part of 2012 I'll be trying very hard to forget. I don't like that I can leave a full cup of coffee perched precariously on my bed next to my laptop and know for a fact that it will still be there when I get back. I don't like how quiet the house is. I don't like that my clean clothes go directly to the closet without collecting $200 or any cat hair. I don't like being the only person on Instagram who isn't sharing cat pictures.

Callie (and Carmel), you are missed.

phampants
phampants

You're welcome to come over and play with my cat any time.

Rachelskirts
Rachelskirts (in reply to phampants)

Thanks, friend.

gRegor
gRegor

*hug*

Quesadilla sends his condolences and a headbutt, too.

Ashley
Ashley

Hugs to you, lady.

Gilligan
Gilligan

If I could give you a hundred real hugs without it being weird, I would. Instead, I'll simply send you a *hug*, and apologies for any offensive words that have escaped my fingers.

My cat Princess sends a look of shared sorrow your way.