I miss you Vaska. I keep thinking I'll hear your meow and see you run up to me. Your Human Dad lit the fireplace yesterday-- but your spot by it was empty. If you come to check on me, please let me know. I miss you.

It has been a week and a day now. I still think I will come home and you will greet me there. I thought I saw you out of the corner of my eye, once on the kitchen counter and then by the fireplace. Lucy is still looking for you and crying. I keep calling you for treat time, but there is silence. If only I could bring you back and heal you!

11-28-22 Your beloved Christmas trees are up. It was not the same putting them up without you. You were not there to nose through the ornament boxes. You were not there to launch yourself into the tall tree then peek out at us through the branches. You were not there to bat at the candy caned and chew on the fake pine needles. I still hope your spirit was there. I hope you come to visit. It all looks the same as when you were here, but you are gone. It is our first Christmas without you, and I only wish you could come home, if just for a little while.