Ophie was one fo the most important things ever to come into my life. She saved me. I am only sorry I could not do the same for her. 

Ophie was a tiny cat brought to me after a search for a completely black kitten. She was from a rescue agency. When I saw the tiny Ophie, I immeandiately fell in love with her. 

Ophie, though only weighing about 5 pounds at her largest size, ruled the household with a sturdy paw, although most of the cats were twice her size. 

She was feisty and always got her way due to her extensive cuteness. She had a abundance of personality, more than I have seen in most cats. 

She loved to attack the other cats to assert herself, mostly Servo. I loved it when she hunted him down. She could not do wrong in my eyes. 

This little black cat is one of the most important, most brave, most special little girl in the world. 

She became sick after the vet discovered she had cancer during her spay. I watched her suffer those months, watched her fight and it amazed me how such a tiny little cat could fight so hard. I believe it is because she loved me so much. Ophie loved me more than anything else, more than chasing any other cat,more than anything. 

We went though so much together, moved all over the place. Ophie was the greatest companion, never judging, just wanting affection for the great favours she did me. 

I am so sorry I did not do more for her. 

7 years was not enough for this little cat. 

I let her go, and I will regret it forever. 



I love you Ophie.



I miss those large green beautiful eyes staring up at me.