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This is what Murray and I used to do a lot -- sleep close to each other. If I lay too close to him he would walk away (how rude!), but if I kept just enough distance it would be OK. Here I'm in the chair and Murray is in the floor, so I'm not even sure if he knew I was there. But I knew he was there.

It’s very quiet around the house now without Murray. It’s weird when both Frank and Dee Dee are gone and I’m home by myself. I mostly sleep, but sometimes I feel lonely. I get extra lovey and meow a lot when Dee Dee comes home. I don’t like it when she’s upstairs and I’m downstairs so I meow even more. I guess I’ll get used to it, but right now it’s strange.

Today Frank and Dee Dee are sad. I am sad too. My friend Murray the golden retriever went away and he's not coming back. Dee Dee said that Murray had not been feeling well and at 13 he was a very old dog. I could tell he had not been his old self lately – he wouldn’t even move when I would roll near him and try to get him to play. He never would play with me, but he would always get up and move, even if I barely batted his paw! Well, a couple times he growled and barked at me, but that was probably because I jumped on him and started batting him in the face. I never used my claws, but I guess I deserved the warning.

I’ll miss jumping out at him when he comes in from a walk, and I’ll miss swatting at him (no claws!) at he walks by. I’ll also miss the way he would follow me all around – or was it me who followed him? I don’t know, but it seemed we were often in the same place at the same time. One thing I won’t miss – when he would sometimes eat my food! I won’t even mention what he used to do in my litter box.

Murray was here when I first came home to live with Frank and Dee Dee. He was always nice to me, even if he seemed kind of nervous. Who’d be scared of a tortie? He sure had a loud bark and that scared me sometimes, but usually I’d ignore it.

I'm posting a picture of us on the very first day we met at PetSmart. Dee Dee took Murray in to meet me before she brought me home. You can see he looks a little crazy, but I thought he was OK. I don't know who the old man in the beard is. I will miss Murray. For a dog he was a good friend. I'm sending purrs his way.

Here I am snuggled in one of my favorite spots -- my purr pad. I suddenly had the urge to curl up here after being away from it for the whole summer. It just seemed like a good idea. Dee Dee was a little upset to see me there, saying "It must be officially Fall -- Kayla is on her purr pad! Where did the summer go?"

I don't know what "Fall" is, but I do know it feels good to lie on this soft, warm furry spot right now. I can't imagine why I didn't like it before now!

Today Dee Dee and Frank went to the Puyallup Fair to see the 4H cats. I thought that any event that had dozens of cats had to be good until I found out that all of the cats are in cages. Dee Dee said the cats don't mind because they're raised that way and the cages are all decorated, but I am a free range cat -- I will never be caged!