Shia

My Shia, my sweet gray girl with the starry spots, I miss your silent, soft steps padding through the house, your bright, curious eyes that always found the hidden wonders, and that gentle, soothing purr that made everything feel right. You’re missed every single day, in every quiet moment.
Run free over the Rainbow Bridge, little one. Chase the sunbeams across endless meadows, feel young and whole again, and find your perfect, peaceful place in heaven until the day we meet and cross it together.