Thank you!

[fenchurch]

I just wanted to thank everyone for their kind thoughts and words over the past few days... they really, really helped.

Saturday was simply horrible... and I'm so grateful to taradaktyl for inviting us over for dinner that night. I'm not sure we would have eaten if we'd been left to our own devices, and getting away from the house for a bit was definitely of the good.

Things have mellowed down into occasional twinges now... Cymry was around for so long, and such a part of my daily routines, that it's hard to miss the big hole she's left (I haven't made the bed in about a week --that was our favorite daily game and it just doesn't feel right without her). The house is also incredibly quiet without her here, too... she lived up to her breed's reputation and kept up a nearly constant running commentary on life. Polly likes to talk, but not nearly as much, and she's got a sweet, quiet voice. We can leave the bathroom door open at night now, because there's no vain little siamese sitting in the middle of the room singing to herself in order to hear the echo... but I've discovered I miss it and I kind of wish we'd recorded her at some point.

This weekend I also informed rackham that we have to die together in some sort of abrupt way in our late 80s... because I don't think I could handle it any other way.

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[tomte.livejournal.com]

there's no vain little siamese sitting in the middle of the room singing to herself in order to hear the echo...

I've heard that pretty often. I also remember her short, crackly little "mmmmowr!" that indicated pleasure at being petted.