Thanks for all the lovely memories. I will never forget discovering you for the first time in my parent's garage, with your two tiny siblings. While they were meek and timid, you were ferocious! I knew you had some spunk in you when I tried to pick you up, and you hissed and spit at me like you were capable of taking off my hand. You were so small, and puffy, you looked like a tiny mottled cotton ball with a wisp of a tail. It was love at first sight.
Being a college student on top of working full time was tough. Late nights were lonely as I sat up working on papers, or reading. You were always there to keep me company. And of course, to keep an eye on my mouse!
You were very good at helping me stay organized - even down to the nitty gritty:
I am notoriously forgetful, but you were great at helping me remember the important things. Like feeding the dog:
When I began my courtship with Nate, it was exciting, and terrifying all at the same time. So many life changes to think about! I often laid awake at night, unable to sleep for all the noisy thoughts in my head. You helped me to think outside the box with a new sleep solution.
Unfortunately for me, it didn't work out so well. With a wedding on the way, there were so many preparations to take care of! People to call, reservations to be made, invitations to print . . . thankfully, I could count on you to take care of that last one.
After the wedding, you graciously agreed to help me pack for the honeymoon. With the suitcase so full, I wouldn't have been able to close it without your help!
And of course, you were very protective of me. You always kept one eye on Nate to make sure he was behaving himself.
You moved again with us, this time to the third floor. There was no more chatty squirrel to watch, but we had a lovely view of the sky, and you could see birds again! They would make a commotion outside, and you would sit on my piano (mussing all of my sheet music, I might add), and stick your head under the curtain, just to sneak a look at them. If your tail began twitching, I knew you'd found something exciting to watch. It was always confirmed by your strange chattering afterward. Nate doesn't share my love of winter weather, but you always enjoyed a good snowfall. You would sit with me in the living room and watch the lacy flakes fall from the clouds.
Especially given the way Sadie liked to play! She seemed to have forgotten that just because you squeaked, it didn't mean you were one of her toys.
After a while though, you got the hang of it. You grew more cunning, and found her weak spot - you fought back!
After that, she grew to respect you a little more. You regained your Queen status, and if Sadie had upset you, she came over afterward to grovel.
Eventually, you and Sadie became friends. You even missed her when she was gone (even though you pretended not to care . . . ). She made an especially warm pillow. You always enjoyed snuggling up to her for a nice nap.
You were such a good cat, Chloe. I loved you all the time I had you. Your intelligence always amused me, even if it sometimes got you into trouble. Your love of sparkle balls was forever a source for my entertainment, and you knew the value of a good conversation, as evidenced by your constant chatter. You were a good friend, and lap warmer, and I know things won't be the same without you here. There was just something about your purring that was soothing to the soul. I will miss witnessing you leap three feet off the floor in pursuit of your feather toy, as well as your comforting presence at the foot of my bed at night. I hope that you are happy, and content in your new home, and that you feel like a queen once more. I know you will bring just as much joy and mirth to your new owners as you have to my heart. Farewell, my sweet feline friend!