07/16/00: Gracie died today. We've been together for 8 years, since she was less than 6 weeks old. Who knew using her picture on the last entry would have to be used again on this one... that's her above. Apparently she was hit by a car, crawled toward the house, and collapsed in the front yard. She was already stiff when I discovered her, so it must have happened early this morning.
She and I were made for each other and she loved me dearly, as I love her. Our temperaments matched perfectly and our personalities were very similar. I've buried nearly a dozen cats in my lifetime, but she was the only one to develop a bond with me.
I do miss her so. Now I'm really alone. I look forward to laughter again, but first I have to cry.