I found some cat fur inside the luggage today. Golden. Definitely Mikki’s.
It’s bizarre the way life brought us together so that we could tolerate loneliness. For me, at least.
Sleep well, Mikki. It was a pleasure to be a can opener for a gorgeous, gentle and furry creature like you, who always knew how to annoy in style.
If I had a heart, you would be in it.
