I just can't believe you're gone. My brain is trying to process this new change.
I look over to the sofa or chair you would usually be sleeping on at this time of night and you're not there. Or, if I get up to go to bed, you're not scrambling under my feet and wailing for a midnight snack.
As I walk towards what you want, you were constantly reaching up a paw and leg to touch my feet. That was so adorable. It's such a bummer.