From: Nathan Ratkos
On: 6/4/21
On my first day meeting Callie, she already loved me. That's how I knew she had a wonderful father. On my weekly visits to your family home, she would sometimes sleep in my lap, without any beckoning required. I was baffled when you told me that she went on outdoor nightly excusrions and would always return home. Sure enough, we'd go for walks around your neighborhood and she would follow us down the street. I had never walked a cat before then, and I haven't since. There was something comforting about her just being there, as though she was guarding us from the terrors of nightfall.
Callie had nothing to be angry or sad about in her life, because she always had a warm lap waiting for her, even after you moved out. She was held, loved, kept safe and warm, and she seemed perfectly content with every moment of every day. No matter when we saw her, she was curled up in her bed or rolling on her back in full display of her visitors.
She was lucky to have met you. And I, her.
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