Squirt

Even though she started weak and small,

she somehow managed to grow up just fine.

She had a fun personality - always wanting to play and usually rumbling with purrs.  She was almost afraid to go outside, at least it seemed.  So it was a big surprise when Heather and I were coming home one evening and she was up by the mailbox (we have a long drive way, and this would be a long walk for her).  This past Friday we found out that she had been hit by a car and died.  

I will miss her