Goodbye My Friend

My lap is cold.

There is way too much room on the bed.

My socks are exactly where I left them this morning.

No one met me at the kitchen door tonight when I came home.

And no one woke me up at four a.m. with a paw on my face.

And I miss you.

There are few things in this world that helped me to feel better at the end of long day than pulling you into my arms, buried my nose in your fur, and listening to you purr.

I will miss our friendship.

Love you.

I went through my archives and dug out some of Meeko's greatest hits:

• Herding socks
• Greeting the baby
• Making an unlikely alliance
• Saving me from a burgular