I didn't blog for a couple of days...sorry. Sunday was the one year anniversary of the death of my 19 year old cat, Jazz. I know some of you are probably thinking "a cat?", well yes, he was my baby. I miss him. He was such a unique little gray tabby being and what a love! Actually he wasn't little, he was a pretty big kitty. A love muffin. I've just been thinking about him and how much he meant and still means to me.

I wonder if the hurt will ever go away. Will I ever be able to open my heart to another cat? I still have Rumor, my bengal, who was close to Jazz. Rumor has been much nicer to me the last few months. He seems to know that I didn't do anything to Jazz, that Jazz is gone. Still I have this thing about gray tabby cats. Who knows maybe I will let another one adopt me.