There is a giant hole in my life from the passing of a tiny fuzzy ball of joy named Stimpy. She loved her belly rubbins and kisses from mommy. She slept on my lap from the first day I got her. She came to me with fleas and a small bag of kitten chow. She left me because her tiny body just wore out. I have her ashes and she has my heart forever. I will scoop her up again at the rainbow bridge.