Thank you for your sympathies and condolences regarding our beloved cat Miina. It's been a week now. I think I've come to peace with it... for the most part.
I still get my eyes wet whenever I find cat hairs on clothes/furniture/food... Many things remind me of her. I have a scar on my left arm that I got from her 7-8 years ago. I'll probably have that scar for the rest of my life. So every time I see my left arm, I'll remember Miina, the cat I grew up with.
I'm making a photo book of her. It helps me and my family to remember the good memories. I'm going to share some of them here, just for fun.
When my sister and I were little, we used to play hide-and-seek with our grandpa at our cottage. Miina was always eager to help grandpa find us. We often had to take her with us to our hiding place, so that she couldn't help grandpa.
Like most cats, Miina loved fish. She also loved to watch us fishing. She would sit next to us and meow impatiently when we were angling on the pier. She never ate raw fish. The fish needed to be boiled, and the bones and scales needed to be removed. She preferred to eat her fish on the carpet, and she would always leave small bits of fish on the carpet for us to step on...
She hated closed doors. If she saw a door that was closed, she would scratch it until someone opened it... Sometimes she would open it herself. Most of the time, she didn't even want to go through the door, but she just couldn't stand it being closed.
She liked to show off. "Look what a huge vole I brought for you! Look what a great hunter I am!"... "Look how high I can climb! Is everybody watching?"... "Look how fast I can run! Tag, you're it!"
Oh, how I miss her...