Tiffy dearest, I hope you can hear me....
We were all so sad when we heard the news of your departure to take your new journey. My mama (yes, I do know what she is) cried and cried when she read the notice, and then she just stared at Isis and me for the longest time. She didn't say anything, and she didn't need to - we understood her just fine. It's sad when we have to leave suddenly without formal good-byes, and I knew immediately that we needed to send you one of our special thought-mails.
I hope you are greeted by many wonderful friends of ours who have gone on the same journey before you: Grandpa Norton, Silas, Edloe, Pebbles, Eppy, and so many more who we do not even know personally. I even sent a special thought-mail to Aditi, the Siamese who I came to know a few months ago. She and I were special friends, and she had such a kind heart. I told her to mother you a little when you arrived, but be forewarned: she's a bit talkative!
I will miss hearing of you and your grand adventures in Singapore. I will miss watching you grow up before my eyes. I will always see you in my mind as being an ever-playful, adorable, little kitty, and I am sure that you smile down even now upon those who took you and cared for you. I know you bear them no ill-will, but it will take them time to know that inside.
You know, little one, I won't say good-bye. I don't think I should. Good-bye would indicate that there was some sort of finality to it all, but that's simply not true. Instead, I will say, "Until we see one another again!" Yes, that seems more appropriate. For I will see you, my friend...just not now.
Should you choose, send your consolations to 5-Cat Style and the Flyer.