My beautiful Zoe, my “little black witch”, my “little goose”, dearest soul-mate, most loyal friend….this date will be forever imprinted in my mind – it has now been a year since I had to let you go. What I wouldn’t give to hold you in my arms once more, to bury my face in your shiny black fur, to smell your sweet, clean smell. But that will have to wait until I meet you at the bridge – until then, I know you are with me still, in your own special way. I will never stop missing you, but I think of you now with a smile instead of grief. You are still and forever the Goddess of Fluff, the Most Fabulous Furball, the cutest-kitty-in-the-whole-wide-world-that-ever-lived-forever-and-ever….my most precious Little Goose.
Soulmates in this world and beyond,
| Diane |