Sophia passed away in the wee hours of this morning. She had been fading for several days. She quit eating thursday morning. She was hiding in the closet when i got home from work. I was going to take her to my vet today to release her from her failing body. She decided to go on her own. She always did like everything her way, in her time. I will miss her bossy little self.
The first time I met Sophia, I pulled her out of a cage in shelter. Despite a horribly painful mouth, she nuzzled into my neck purring her heart out. I never put her back in that cage. Til her last breath, her favorite spot was as close to my face as she could get. Sophia was not a lap cat, she was a face cat. She died curled up on my shoulder, her cheek pressed to mine. She was my purring scarf; I'm not sure how I will get to sleep without her.
Goodbye Sophia.
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