you were a cat who was always involved, who wasn't afraid of anything. time took away your fearlessness but your personality remained strong as ever until the very end. you were a cat who demanded to be heard, you meowed like an old man who smoked too many cigarettes, i swear you were a smoker in a past life. you were a cat who always came when i called, who loved being scratched and adored, you would bat my hand as I tried to walk away, telling me to stay. most of the time i did. you were a cat who loved a good nap. whether it was basking in the sun or cuddling in front of the fire with the dog, you soaked up every second of sleep you got. i was your person, someone you could always count on for love and safety. you were a rare kind of cat, my best friend for over 15 years, more than half my life. i held you in my arms until the very last moment, you didn't budge or tried to run. you dug your claws deep into my sweatshirt you leaned your head against my chest. i kissed your head and told you i love you, i will always love you. i will always love you. i will always love you, mikey, best cat ever.
Update – 4/6/22
Yesterday, my mom got an unexpected voicemail from the vet. They told us we could come pick up Mikey’s paw print. We weren’t expecting to get a paw print and to say it made us cry is an understatement. Grief over a pet that was in my daily life comes in waves. He was and will forever be the best cat ever.