My beloved Rosie (1993-2008) stuck by me through 2 cities, 5 apts, 2
graduate degrees and 1 break up. In addition to standard cat fare, she
was crazy about chicken tikka and coconut cake icing. She lost one of
her back legs and became a tripod in 2003 but hopped around for five
more years, every one of them more precious than the one before. Her
little black nose, movie star green eyes and wry sense of humor are
still missed every day.