... is the hardest part. Not hearing this little paws on the hardwood floors or scolding the cats when they are doing something they shouldn't be, reminds me of him.

It's now been two months since we lost Ein, and while the hurt has dissipated a great deal (or maybe it's I've just gotten used to it), the hole in Meg and I's lives has not. Even Olivia, my 14 year old kitten, has been impacted. While they were not close close, she tolerated his antics and such. Since his…