Sometimes You Just Need a Friend

Oscar misses Emmy. They were almost always sleeping together. He would lick her head; she would lick his head. Now I can love on him but I can’t go that far, and Macchiato is too busy either being jealous or biting Oscar’s tail to get quite that close, though they will sometimes sleep on the couch at the same time, but apart. So, I put a little fake kitty down, and Oscar cozied up to it. Spirit (my sweet diabetic cat that died a few years ago) used to lie down next to this kitty, too, and a workman a long time ago was talking to it until I told him it wasn’t real. Anyway, my sweet boy is tugging at my heart strings.

~Honeybee