I miss her so much.
I know I definitely want more kitties, but right now it’s just so hard. The other day I got her final vet bill and I just lost it. It was like I lost my baby all over again. That’s when I realized I’m just not ready to adopt just yet. It made me realize right now I just want *her*. I want her to park herself on my chest in the morning. I want her to sleep on me when I chilled on the couch after work (I always thought of this as “Mom and Me” time, lol). Grief is an interesting, complicated, sneaky thing. I don’t like it.
I miss my Rosie so much.