My Bum Bum

My beloved cat Finn died unexpectedly last week. We don't know exactly what happened, just that he went missing on Wednesday night and then Julie found his body Thursday morning underneath a neighbors van. Ethan had to crawl under and pull him out while I was wailing on the sidewalk like a banshee.

I loved him so much, he was a fierce cuddle monster who taught me a lot about love, boundaries, personal space and asserting oneself.


it's lonely without him. No one greets me at the door or massages my stomach making biscuits and drolling on me at night. There is no reason to rush home or look forward to getting off work at an unusual hour to surprise him. I miss my baby, 69 B is not the same without him.