Maja, I remember trying to get you out from under my bed, I remember holding you in my arms while mother took a picture. Sadly I was so young, the memories doesn't stir.
I remember Sotis, how you slept on my stomach while Sara was away, all those time you jumped up on our parent's wardrobe, you stealing fish when we were at our grandparents place. I remember your thundering spinnig, could be heard a mile away!

I remember Tugger, picking you up for the first time, you little baby, how Sotis 'greeted' you with hissig and groans, how you slept in my bed between my legs. Specialy when you learned about the catdoor, carefully pulling it open to see what was on the other side. How you came in, shouting that you were wet when it had rained, and how you enjoyed being dried with the towels and how you slept on my bed afterwards.
Remembering the bad parts too, how you came home, injured, all most took your life. How you got better and stayed with me for another 5 years. Fuck you Nicklas Karlsson, I still remember your name and how you said "What a noise that cat did yesterday", if I only had connected that it was Tugger you talked about back then. How you, Tugger, came back to life, coming home, all dizzy after the drugs they pumped you full with, how Sotis hissed at you. But you, little fighter, didn't give up.

I don't ever think I'll forget how you ran under my bed one day, screaming in pain. Good night sweet prince.

For Dane, http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/2631062/