“Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet.” – Colette

Yesterday, our cat Poppy passed away after 11 years of life. It’s never easy to lose a pet, but I didn’t expect how much I would really miss the tap-tap-tap of her paws on our floors or the nightly ritual of seeing her leaning into my daughter’s room, quietly listening to a bedtime story, straight out of a scene in “Amelie.” I imagine that she is gleefully bouncing on bedsheets right now somewhere in cat heaven.

R.I.P. Poppy.