One year ago today, she came for breakfast as usual, and vanished, never to be seen again.
For our newer members, she was a lovely little stray I'd been taking care of for 18 months. She was incredibly wary of people (prior abuse?), but after a long while came to trust and love me. My posts were full of milestones like "she let me pet her today", "she ate ham from my fingers". "she purred for the first time", etc. She was a very special little cat.
Onyx, whereever you are, Mom misses you and your rusty little purr very much.