Tippy was always quite the... calico. As in she -- like all calicos in multi-cat households -- appointed herself Lead Cat.
We were together through thick and VERY thin: a year or so after I adopted her, I was this () far from living in my car. If she and the rest of the furmily hadn't needed me, I don't know where I'd be right now. But more than likely not here. They kept me going.
Her little body had been failing her over the last couple of months, until I finally had to realize the time had come for her to leave her furry dwelling and return to her Maker.
I do not believe that she is 'dead.' The body she lived in is dead, true. But she - her spirit, her personality, her comical streak -- are alive and always will be.
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