Molly was such a dear. She'd gone through so much in her life. When she was little at my old house she liked to fool around. As you would walk up stairs there would be openings and she'd attack your feet. Molly always hated the vet so when we took here in a dog kennel she'd meow her head off. There was a time my little sister shut her tail in a bedroom door and a time when she jumped from my mom's chair to our couch and missed hitting her head on the arm rest. Even through those times she never lost her spirit. It was a few months ago it was found she had cancer on her neck. Over time she stopped eating and became skinny. She became quite frail and would fall over. Molly never wanted to give up. It was on March 1st when Molly's breathing slowed. My older sister lay by her side to the very end. Molly was soon gone not even half an hour later. I'm going to miss how she'd rub her head on yours, how she'd sneak a paw into your food when you looked away, sitting in the window watching the outdoors, sitting on the couch because that's where she always was, how she'd fight with our other cat who liked to tease her, having to yell at her for pawing the couch even when she was declawed, when I open tuna she'd run over and meow till you gave her some, how she hated her tail and paws being touched, the funny ways she'd sleep, and most of all I'm going to miss her presence.  I'm going to really miss her along with my older sister Jami who wishes she was still with us. Molly was an angel from the start and now she truly is one. May she forever rest in peace.