Thank you all so much for your kindness and understanding. It means a lot to me.

Even though I've still got Mr. Mackee here (don't know what I'd do without him!), the apartment feels so weird and empty without Feema here. Amazing how a little 4-pound ball of fluff can have such an impact. I can't bear to think of how it'll feel at some point down the road when my tuxedo boy isn't here anymore.

I had to buy cat food and cat litter yesterday, and when I was at the store and realized I only needed to buy half as much as I normally buy, I broke down...


This is one of the last pictures I took of Feema and Mr. Mackee together. They usually weren't affectionate with each other; I'm glad I happened to have my cell phone in my hand as I walked into the bedroom and encountered this scene: