Saying Goodbye to My Childhood Cat

Ever notice how pets have this secret power to turn a house into a home? My family’s old cat—let’s call her Whiskers—was the real MVP of my childhood. She had a sixth sense for when I needed a cuddle (or, more likely, when I had snacks). She wasn’t the prettiest by Instagram standards—her fur was always a little messy, and she had this permanent grumpy face. But to us, she was the queen. She’d sit on the highest shelf and judge everyone equally, which honestly, is a vibe I aspire to. Losing her hit harder than I expected. It’s wild how much space a little creature can take up in your life. Now, every time I hear a can open, I half-expect her to come running. Here’s to all the pets who leave paw prints on our hearts—and crumbs on our floors. Miss you, Whiskers. #Pets #Cats #PetMemories