Jicky

My Jicky. My love. My beauty. My only true home. You were such a sweet, goofy cuddlebug, my adored companion for over 16 years. Feeling your purrs as I scratched your soft fur was one of my greatest pleasures. Your warmth in my lap as I typed away, the slow blinks of your winter-sky blue eyes, your insatiable curiosity for sniffing all the fragrances and fragrance ingredients I brought home, the day you decided you wouldn’t drink water from anything else but a human glass… I hope some day I will forget the agony of the last days and smile again at the joy and love you brought me. My darling girl, every centimeter of the apartment reminds me of you. Please come and haunt my dreams so we can be together again.