Happy Birthday, Isy! It's been a little over a 18 months since you've left me, and I still miss your soothing presence. Much love to you, sweetheart, from Mommy and Nikko. Hope there are tons of feather toys and fluffy pillows where you are.
Isis was a special little girl. Gentle, loving, with the wisest green eyes. Whenever I had to travel on business, I'd have my sister house-sit. During one such episode, my sister, notoriously NOT a morning person, emailed me, "I was awakened this morning by Isis's gentle purring. How is it that in over 20 years on the planet, this is the first creature who's figured out how to wake me up properly?"
But that was my Isy. No one's figured out how to wake my sister up properly since.
Mommy loves you, Isy, from the tip of your nose to the tip of your tail. I miss you, my little Purry Girl.