She was the best cat I ever knew.

She was the best cat I ever knew.

She bit hard enough to send a Marine to the ER with a gushing laceration, hated 99.9% of all people and let them know it, and was most likely a very wealthy New York (old money) socialite trapped in a fabulous tortoise shell weirdly long tailed kick ass cat.

I will miss her til the day I die.

She was my best fuzzy companion for almost 17 years…and she clearly knew I was HERS.

She had more personality and mojo than most humans…and she took no shit, ever.

Wherever her cat essence goes, try hard not to piss her off…thanks.

It is MINE.

It is MINE.

FINALLY MINE!

The much coveted Hannah Montana “night shirt”…

I will decide it’s fate soon enuff…

it might become mah new workout gear, or perhaps a pillow case for the 16 year old nephew he will be sworn by pain of torture to keep…

She will have a happy second life.

Also, super cool car/shark and mini shark who was hiding in chocolate.

Shar Banning​, you are jawsome…I will send pictures of Hannah’s journey here…

Shark smoooch.