Mourning the loss of my cat Princess, who died yesterday. She was lying on the bathroom floor yesterday when I got up to go to work, looking almost dead. I picked her up off the floor and carried her to my chair. Caressed her on her face gently and I left for work. She had passed away before I got home, must have died shortly after I left, with her eyes still open.
She was a very smart cat communicating with me in various cat's sound vocabulary. Always demanding attention to be petted, caressed on the face and ears. Never clawed my speakers or furniture.
She is already missed knowing she's not there, coming home to an empty house.

Spring 1995 to Sept.26, 2012