In Memory of my China

She was my sanity during a dark period in my life. I could not have survived without her. She was old when I got her, but I felt that I knew her forever. She always knew when there was something wrong. She had this talking purr that sounded like a dove. And she was one of those cats who would talk to you. And often, I could tell what she was saying! I knew the sound of her letting me know her food dish was empty, I knew when I was in a different room and she was looking for me, she even told me when she was going to cough up hairballs!! (I was able to move her off the carpet! ) I miss you, my dearest, my friend, my companion. Your being gone is like a part of my soul is gone.
I know someday we shall meet again. Until then, many *cuddles* and *purrs*