I adored her just as much and for a long time was lost without her. Nothing seemed to matter anymore.
Lucy spent her time between Miss B and me, gradually spending more time with me than Miss B.
I gradually stopped looking at black bunnies and looking for black kittens.
I played with kittens in the pet shop. Cute, affectionate, but somehow not quite right.
I looked at give away kittens in the next street. Cute under the dirt and fleas, but still not quite right.
Two days before Christmas we visited one of Miss B's school friends. Their cat had had kittens.
Christmas eve Temperance came to live with us.
