I miss my cat.
It's been 3 weeks now since he passed and the house is still too quiet. My lap is chilly. My heart is sore...although not aching anymore.
Gavin has been very friendly and snuggly to me lately, which helps, but I miss my Geek. I had a lot of quality time with him while I was home sick. He was with me for half my life. Longer than my husband even. It's a strange adjustment.
Yesterday I decided that I am going to apply to the local Street Cat Rescue Program and start the process to adopt a new fur-friend. Then when we meet the right adult cat we'll take them home with us.