Tuna

Tonight was the first night I opened tuna and only one cat came running. I miss Chaz. Sammie is a completely different cat now. He never leaves me side and cuddles as Chaz used to. There is nothing I would change about Sam, but I miss having 2 kitties who come running to greet me at the door, or sleep next to me or come running when I open a can of tuna. Miss you Chazzy!