Goodbye, China

China was a wonderful sweet cat. Yesterday, she died. I miss her. She was eleven years old.

She was born here on the banana plantation. (ok it's not a plantation.)

Then she was invited to live in the house with her older sister, Chloe'. China said, "Yes."

China as a kitten

She was the absolute sweetest cat. Not a mean bone in her body.

Loved to have her tummy rubbed. And I couldn't resist.

She loved laying on any kind of paper, magazines and newspapers that I left on the floor.

She loved sleeping under tables.

I told her goodbye and to go find her sister, Chloe in heaven...oh and not to quarrel. They did quarrel with each other.

Goodbye, China, I love you and will miss your quacky meow and your brilliant white belly and your ability to catch a fly in mid-flight.

Goodbye.