Mary Grace dressed up like Kona on Halloween, 2006.
I got Kona when she was a kitten, in 1996. I was in college. She was the first pet I had who was truly my own.
She died last night. We don't know what happened. She was fine yesterday.
It was really hard explaining it to the kids. They asked to see her body, so we let them. I don't know if that was the right thing to do or not. Then Mary Grace asked if she could color a picture of her, so we found a printable online and they're in the kitchen memorializing her in crayon right now.
When she was a kitten she used to lick the back of my neck. I'd wake up in the morning with my hair soaked. She loved to have a little bit of the milk from our cereal, and would make a real pest of herself begging for it. I don't think I'll ever be able to eat cereal without thinking of her.
She loved BJ's office chair and slept in it all the time. I'm sitting in it writing this now, because my laptop is wonky and won't connect to the internet today.
She hated the printer and would attack it whenever it came on.
She really loved BJ and always helped him with his work, hitting his keyboard with her paws, whenever she got the chance.
BJ took care of everything this morning, which was really kind. I don't know what I would do without him, because I've been a weepy mess all morning.