Dear Penny (my cat),

You would have loved the lockdown. It encompasses all your favourite things. You would have had your doormen there 24/7 to wait on you hand and foot. You could have been in and out of the house like a yo-yo, always with a full bowl of food and endless amounts of treats. The weather has been warm and sunny, your favourite. You could have been mouse hunting and sunbathing, ready to return to your loving humans whenever you desired. You would have got sick of all the attention eventually, but it would have been worth it for the perks.

I miss you, being home just isn’t the same without you here too. At uni it was easy to pretend like everything was okay because I wouldn’t have been with you anyway. But back at home it weighs heavy on me that you’re gone.

There’s an empty space on my bed where you should be cuddling with me right now. You should be waking me up every morning clawing at my door or yowling downstairs at someone to feed you, even though there is food in your bowl, it’s just the same food that was there 15 minutes ago when you last checked and that’s unacceptable.

Fly misses you too, I know she used to guard the door so you couldn’t get in and you’d tease each other endlessly, but that’s what cats and dogs do. I think she misses that, it’s probably a bit lonely being an only pet again.

I knew losing a pet was going to be hard, I just didn’t realise we’d lose you so soon.

Hope heaven is treating you well, we miss you a lot down here.

Love you,

Megs