I'm right there now along with others of you who have recently lost a pet. I let my sweet Miss Avery cat go today. I'll so miss her laying next to me and reaching her little paw up and gently touching my face, wanting a pet from me. If I'd ignore it, the next time it would be just a bit harder, until I'd finally give in and pet her. She also used to do the paw thing for a totally different reason. When our Summer girl, who we lost in 2011, would be on the couch, in the spot Miss Avery wanted to be, she'd gently touch Summer with her paw, as she knew Summer would jump right up and get down. It was so funny to watch. She tried it with Shelby, who we also lost in 2011, and it just didn't seem to work. You could see her just thinking... I've got this under control and then she'd look a bit confused and pat her harder. I'd end up stopping her, before Shelby decided to turn around and nail her. I'd have to tell her, Miss Avery that is not Summer and Shelby isn't to budging. Miss Avery pretty much didn't get along with any of the other animals. With the other cats though, she was fearful of them. When she'd want to get on the bed, she'd have to stand on her hind legs to check out where any of the other cats might be, as they'd pounce on her. I'd give her the room to jump up by me and have to assure her that "I had her back" and only then would she come up. Silly girl, if she hadn't acted like prey, the others probably never would have bothered her. I will miss having to go through the routine of having to protect you my silly girl. Rest easy my girl and sweet dreams. This is never easy.