I am not a toy!

We are very sad.

I asked Bertie to help me write this blog entry, and he started to type and then he got upset and he had to ask my Mommy Lucy to help, and then she got all teary and she had to ask Torii to help. Torii looked very sad and scared and he couldn't think of anything to say, either, so we all sat around the computer for a long time trying to think of a way to tell you all that our friend and sister Gilda passed away this weekend.

She was very sick and we are glad that she is not in pain anymore, but we miss her very much. Her bed has been empty all week. Bertie curled up in it to remember what it was like to snuggle up with Gilda and her fluffy fur, but he couldn't get comfortable because it wasn't the same.

It just isn't the same at all in the house because Gilda isn't getting her special food and she's not in Mama Angela's lap and she's not mooing at me when I walk by. She was a very special kitty-lady and even though sometimes she was crabby I still miss her very much.

I hope she can see this blog where she is now because I want her to know she was important to me. So important that even though nobody else could help me I wrote this entry very carefully by myself and double-checked and tried not to make very many mistakes.

Goodbye, Miss Gilda Kitty. We love you.