Luna was a wonderful cat. She was brave and kind and curious. She watched over me when I was sick, comforted me when I was sad, made me laugh on difficult days. She was never scared of vacuums. She got jealous during my therapy sessions. She liked jazz music. When the pandemic started she was happy I was home every day. She witnessed fires, earthquakes, tornado warnings, and blizzards. She moved with me twice, first across town and then across the country. Routinely she would yell at me that it was time for bed. She insisted on grooming my arms after I showered. Almost every night she would sleep curled up against me.
It's only been two days and I miss her so much.