September 6th, 2004

Farewell my friend



Rest in peace, Tugger. You were my loyal companion and bestest buddy for nearly seventeen years. Never again will you curl up on my hip just-so and purr contentedly through the night, or show me that you can meow the word dammit when you litter box is not to your liking. No more will I have the pleasure of having you climb onto my lap while I type, content just to be near me, and I won't have to hide plastic bags anymore to keep you from chewing on them. I'll never bite my nails as you climb on the narrow third-floor window ledge, and I've had my last chance to scratch your chin in that way that you like so very much.

I will miss you, my friend.