I miss you. In my minds eye I can still see you dropping your favorite toys (minus their squeakers) into the empty tub...over and over again...while I get ready each morning. Throughout the day, I expect to see you stretched out on the couch next to me...completely zonked out and snoring, feet twitching in a dream-induced run...as I watch t.v. When I get ready to leave the house for an errand, I can envision your look of anticipation...eagerly awaiting the sound of my urging to join me...and once in the car, I think I see you sitting proudly in the backseat...thrilled to be going anywhere at all. As I retreat to my room each evening, I still hear the light tapping of your claws on the wood floors as you follow me...to sneak onto the bed until Steve is ready for sleep...feeling the comfort of your weight by my side.
Goodbye Tana Girl. I love you.
And I miss you...terribly.
