My eyes won't stop leaking tears. I will get past this phase, I am sure.

Last night the other three cats slept with me. It was nice. I think they "got it" that Miley was not at home. I am sure they could tell by my behavior, that something went wrong for me.

I know deep down in my heart that Miley was at peace when she left this world. The last two things she felt and heard were my touch and my voice. She was purring up a storm. Then she fell asleep, in my arms. I didn't cry while holding her as I was too busy comforting her and telling her how she was my special girl, my Miley girl.