On the final day of 2011 our sweet kitty Simone (aka Little Girl) tragically passed on. She was only three and a half years old so her death came very unexpectedly. All signs point to an undiagnosed heart condition.
In her short time with us, her little presence filled our days with joy. I remember when we first got her and she hissed at me coming out of her cat carrier. For the first few days we kept her behind a closed door in our guest room so the other cats could get used having her smell in the house, but she was very timid- she would only come out for short stints and then scamper back under the bed every time we entered the room. But on the third day when I came in to feed her she was already out on top of the bed and instantly flopped over onto her back to greet me. I rubbed her belly, scratched her behind her ears, and she purred and purred. From then on we were pals, our bond growing ever stronger over the years.
My favorite memory of Little Girl is one particular bright sunny day while I was walking across the courtyard in front of our house when something out the corner of my eye caught my attention. It turned out to be Little Girl, playing in the grass in the neighbor's backyard. She hadn't noticed me walking by, so I stayed out of sight and crept up quietly, peering through the fence at her to get a better look. She was frolicking, in the purest sense of the world- chasing bugs or butterflies or whatever invisible playmate, running back and forth wildly, flipping and somersaulting and squirming around on her back in the grass, catching the sunlight in her orange fur. She was all by herself but completely in bliss, not a care in the world. I'd like to think of her still this way, frolicking in happy sunny days forever.
Little One, I loved you far more than you could have ever understood and it hurt so much to see you go so soon. I hope you had a good life with us and we will always remember how much happiness you filled our lives with. You will be dearly missed. Rest in peace, my little muffin.
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