Boy cat (aka Hooligan) and I miss her. The house is a bit odd without her around; Hooligan looks around for her, but realizes she isn't here after a few minutes looking (the joys of a 50m square apartment).
She was a wonderful girl and a clever kitty. As a kitten she was "Koshka the brave" exploring any and every place she could find a way to / in to.
I know she is better now - where ever she is, but it will take awhile to stop the instinctual call to her when she isn't beside H when I open the door....
Time heals...
