Gracie loved chicken, milk, yoga (especially savasana) and chasing her tail. She never lost her kitten face, and never quite mastered the art of the meow. We were comforted by each other when we lost her brother last year; she brought joy and laughter through the grief. Now, I grieve my little peanut, but know she reunited with her kitty family, healthy, happy, and finally able to get that tail.
I was lucky to be her human for over 17 years, and miss her so very much.
Je ‘taime, Gracie. Toujours et toujours.