Kreisleriana <kreisleriana2@yahoo.com> wrote:

Betty and I went our separate ways for about a week, when I went away
on business, and I left Betty with a kitty kennel.  I tried not to
think too much about it before and during the trip, and I was able to
get through it.

When I got Betty back, she was the usual, except much mouthier and
clingier than usual.  Also, her fur felt dry and coarse, a bit ratty,
actually, although she otherwise seemed to be healthy and happy.  But
her coat improved every day we were together, and now it's as soft and
shiny as ever.  Maybe she was stressed, or maybe their food didn't
agree with her.

But we're together, and we're very much in lurve, of course. :)

When I think of Betty, I sometimes like to imagine that she's an
ageless eternal heirloom.  She'll never get sick, or grow old, or die,
and she'll be passed down from generation to generation.  Ages after
I've died and turned to dust, she'll still be making someone happy,
and I'll have achieved a tiny bit of immortality as a pearl in her
memories, her forever memory of me as her Daddy.