Originally written in 2019
Today I said goodbye to Jess, my little fur baby of 9 years and 3 months.
She lived a long and happy life, and for that Iām grateful.
Jess had always been a feisty little thing. 
She had personality, attitude and a very definite idea of how things should be done.
And after more than nine years of having her as part of the household, it feels strange knowing she is no longer there.
Pets become part of the rhythm of everyday life so quietly.
You feed them.
Talk to them.
Clean up after them.
Watch their little habits.
And without really noticing when it happens, they become part of home.
Jess had a good life.
She was loved.
And she certainly left enough personality behind to be remembered.
Rest peacefully, old girl.
You will be missed.
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