It is exactly a year since Squeak left us.
I miss him a lot.
I miss the little contests he and Oreo would have between each other to be the first one to snuggle me as soon as I'd ask Siri to switch off the lights.
I miss both he and Oreo at my lap as I served out the cat treats one at a time. And I'll always remember those swipes when Squeak thought it was his turn to have one!!
The times when I'd ask 'do you want your belly rubbed?' and he'd roll over for me to do so? Yep - I still remember those as well.
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For Christmas 2023, my friend had bought - and sent - a pair of socks with a black cat on them for a Christmas gift. Squeak had obviously passed away while the parcel had yet to be opened, so when I unwrapped the gift, I vowed I'd wear them on the anniversary of Squeak's passing.
Here they are.
They even have the cat wearing a red collar similar to the one from one of my favourite Squeak photographs.
A perfect gift.
And an ideal thing to wear today.
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