|Rosey seen here after playing her tour in Nashville|
Rosey and I went through some pretty crazy times together. She was always there for me whenever I was sad or lonely and I was always there for her when she was wandering around the yard and I would stalk her to see where she was going. She always knew that I was there, and would often stop what she was doing to turn around and say hi to me. She was the sweetest cat in the whole world. I assure you I am being completely unbiased. I'm certain that if we came up with a scientific measure for sweetness, she would pass every cat on the planet by a mile. Unfortunately, no such measurement system exists, so you'll just have to take my word for it.
It's been almost 4 years since my baby died. Since then, I have discovered that cats are like crack to me. Whenever I see one, I have a mini over excitement heart attack. Their cuteness fills my soul with joy. It's even better than pluffy joy, which I know I said yesterday was the greatest joy in the world, but I lied. Kitty joy is the best joy in the world.