I had to say goodbye to my beloved heart kitty, Chelsea, early Sunday morning.
Chelsea was Cat of the Day way back in 2007. She loved being part of the Catmobile brigade, dancing with Sparkler while Franklin played the bagpipes. She was her meowmy's constant companion, helping her through the death of her spouse, a disabling accident, the death of a dear friend, and a pandemic. Her favorite activities were sneaking into the garage, "hunting" for objects to bring to her human (usually at 1:00 am) while yowling and singing the song of her tribe, warming laps, and purring her human to sleep.
She leaves behind her son Franklin, who barely seems to know she's gone, and her heartbroken human.
Play hard at the bridge my pretty girl. You will be in my heart forever.