She came to us one year ago, stubbornly refusing to return to her original owner.
I will miss her 'stretchy legs'.
I will miss her 'sitting pretty'.
I will miss her licking my nose in bed.
I will miss how soft and totally 'squidgy' she was.
I am grateful for the year we had.
I am grateful for the vet, who tried to discover what had happened to her and treated her with gentle, intelligent care.
Mostly, I am sad. Bye Squidge, my squidgy little squidglette.