My Chessie, how I still remember that day on a warm August morning in 1986 when I first saw you walking toward the barn for another day's work. You ran towards me and we spent the day together, starting a relationship that would last fourteen years. And what a time we shared together. Together with Sheena we weathered the bad times that seemed to never end. Your constant love and support were unending. And when all hope had been lost and life seemed not worth the effort you stepped up and showed me the way back. My Chessie boy, how I miss you. I miss your reassuring purr, your strength and your beautiful black and white body, so sleek and soft and warm. I miss you at night when I have to go to bed alone and wake up without feeling you next to my chin softly purring in your sleep. I haven't slept well one night since you left, on that cold and bitter January day of 2000, only the second day of the new milleninum. Your departure was so sudden and unexpected and on the heels of the loss of our beloved Sheena. Here it was, the year 2000, and now I was without you to share it with me. I miss you, my special friend. I consider you my soulmate still, knowing that though I love dearly the little ones I still have and whatever I might have in the future, that no cat I ever have will replace what you and I shared. A relationship so special that it can never be described, but only felt as it is in my heart. It helps to know you are in a special place and that one day we shall see each other again. Until that day, Chessie, know that I love you and you are always in my heart. I miss you............