Little White Box

When my brother found Sephy dead he called me to ask me what to do. I told him to put her in a small box for the meantime, so we can bury her when I get back. Well he found a little white box on my table (that used to hold my dad's Hash mug) and that's her tiny coffin. I wrapped the box in a pink plastic bag. Now going shopping at Hua Ho I see tons of these little boxes with cups inside and I'm reminded of her :(

The house feels a little emptier, but Tuffie is more relaxed now. She never got used to Sephy's scent, or maybe Cleo was all she could handle. Anyways Tuffie is energetic and playful today -_- which is good 'cause she is getting her chubb back.

Sephy has taught me to live more, life is short and anything can happen. She had only 4 weeks of life, but I'm glad she spent her last 2 weeks with me. I miss holding her next to my heart. I never regretted bringing her into my life, even knowing that she was too young and might not make it. She was a tenacious little kitten.

Sephy's death also reminded me that Abbie had been gone for almost a year now. Time flies. So live your life to the fullest that you can.


I'm working on a sketch for Sephy. It'll have tiny pandas crawling all over it, to reference her colour :)