I love her so much. I had her creamated, the same day she died. I'm putting together a scrapbook about her life, doing this has helped me, but I sometimes think I see her out of the corner of my eye. I dream about her too, I dream that she is stiil alive. I had her for ten years it's lonley without her, even with the other cats it's just not the same. She used to sleep with me under the covers. I miss her purrs, her big green eyes, the way she would meow without opening her mouth. I have so many good memories of her. Some people don't understand, but she was like a child to me, she was my 'Baby Girl'(one of her many nicknames).