Requiem for a Squidge

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.