Sophie was there for me to help me through hard times. And she's still there. She likes my food, and I like hers. We love our cats, and they love us. She'll always scared when she is woken up at night. She has those crazy dreams that she tells me about in full details in the morning. They always surprise me and sometimes make me laugh.

She does do the laundry for me and makes me feel OK about my getting ridiculously pissed off at this stupid machine that has a grudge against me. I iron because she hates it.

Might not seem like much, but it means a lot to me