Woke at 4 this morning with a thumping empty pain in my chest. Kit meowing at 5.20. He is missing his little sister. He still looked around when I fed him waiting almost for Molly to come. Kit wandered up the kitchen stopped and looked at where Molly's bed would be and went into my Mother in Law's room and called. For the first time in his 19 years Kit is an only cat.
There is a story in the SF series Babylon 5 called The Day of the Dead wherean alien race called the Brakiri mark the passing of those loved ones. Just for the one night some of the people that had a strong connection to the main characters reappeard to them.
I wish it would really happed because we could gather all our beloved pets together in our arms spend a night fussing them and tell them all how much we love them and how much we miss them.
The kettle has boiled and Kit has settled down...
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