sigh
I miss Meggs. The house still seems somehow empty without him.
Mum doesn't want to get another cat, because what would happen to him once me and Viv move out?
She said, maybe we can get a dog. For her, so she won't be alone when I move overseas and take my little munchkins with me.
That would be nice, I think.
I don't think I hear him purring when I walk down the hallway at night anymore.
I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing.
The dogs are finally eating well and not being depressed. But every time I reach into the cupboard to get their dinner, I find cans of cat food that are never going to be eaten ...
