...it's been exactly 4 months that teatea hasn't been around in the physical sense. Of course, she's in my thoughts, my laughter, my tears and everthing else (even in my work, as her photo is on my desk and sometimes is the only thing that makes me smile there...it's a miserable place currently) but my innies still ache when i think about her. I still wear her collar every day, and it's show it's wear, but I can't decide to stop wearing it to save it or to keep wearing it because it brings me comfort.... I don't burn a candle every night anymore (mostly cuz we're having to run fans all the time because it's so hot here) but i do leave the music on for her every day.... so many little memories stay with me....she used to love canned peas and I'd roll them across the floor and she'd chase them like little edible bugs.... how she used to drag that "rabbit fur mouse on a long spring attached to a round carpeted circle of wood" thing around the house with the wood thing between her back legs so that she walked like a drunk, meowing the whole time with that silly hairy mouse in her mouth.... how she was mortified of helium balloons (it was the only time she EVER passed on leaving teethmarks on ribbon, trust me!) ....so many things that are missed. I have a foster cat currently, and although he's a sweet old man (7 and a recent front leg amputee), I can tell he won't be with me for the rest of my days....I reckon there'll have to be a little of teatea in the next one.....i sure hope so.
