She had the most amazing long white whiskers. Over the years, everytime I would find one of her whiskers--on the carpet, the floor, our couch, the bed, I would save her whiskers and make a wish on them. This morning, I found one in our cold air duct, and of course it made me sad. I couldn't figure out what wish to make on this whisker. But then I thought and wished that my sweet little lady and I will someday be together again. I miss her soo much it hurts.

I don't want to clean the house, or vaccuum, b/c I want to find another whisker. I need anything I can hold on to.