On a more serious note, I wasn't going to mention Amiee, as I think besides Felis, JuJu would be the only other person in my circle that really knew her. As Felis said, she was my cat, or more specifically, I was hers. She knew the sound of my car and would leave my, er her room to meet me at the door, I was one of the few she'd deem worth of lap time, for quite awhile. She did mellow with age into a truly sweet lady though, as Felis can attest to. A good companion, she spent lots of time perched across my shoulders as I banged away on the computer at video games, and made sure I never had a good night's sleep without playing for a solid hour or so each night. Very different from Bill, who was your classic shoulder and lap friend, I miss them both. One of the hardest things I've had to do adapting to living on my own is dealing with not having a cat, I used to have to leave a rolled up towel on the end of the bed in college to get to sleep reliably. There were cats at Bracket St, but I never really bonded with them, and our current apartment doesn't allow pets so I'm still missing my small furry companion.

I miss my kitties.