Logan did not want to leave us.
He loved our apartment and everything in it.
Logan was my little shadow. He would get up and follow me if I left the room, even if I wasn’t headed towards the kitchen. He always wanted to sleep on me, not next to me.
Jacoby hissed at him, but Logan didn’t care. He loved Jake, too.
He loved our balcony with its chairs and cat tree.
I am glad the weather was getting warmer so he could enjoy it again.
Logan loved being with Alfred on the balcony, of course.
He also loved this chair.
If I couldn’t find him anywhere else, I knew he’d be on his chair. Towards the end, I fed him out there, on his chair.
But mostly, he just loved being where I was.
I miss him being underfoot.
And I keep looking back at his corner of the sofa, behind me, where he loved to sleep while I worked on my computer…working on photos of him and the others, writing blog posts…I miss my small but mighty boy.