Patches

Our dearest Patches, Instead of writing about you I’m going to write this to you. You are so deeply, deeply missed. I miss your beautiful face and those “looks” you used to give your brother when he walked past you. Of course, he had no idea why but we knew, didn’t we? I miss you lying on the coffee table in the evening and watching whatever horror movie I was currently into with me. And of course, our “walkerthons” when TWD was on. Stealing my spot on the couch whenever I got up. But you always gave it back or scooted over and made room for me. How you would sometimes have a sneezing fit and then hiss at yourself for doing it. Always made me laugh. I miss you lying next to me at night and taking those epic half-hour-long baths and then curling up with that loud rumble of a purr and going to sleep. I just miss you. I know you’re running free now at Rainbow Bridge and there’s no more pain. I will see you again someday. I believe that with all my heart. Love, Mom❤️