Hamilton was a beautiful soul tucked inside a tiny kitten body.
As the headstone of a famous cat, Dewey, reads: "He was only a cat, but he was human enough to be a great comfort in hours of loneliness and pain."
He deserved much more than to bleed to death in my arms on the morning of September 11th, three years ago.
I miss him and the quiet little rituals we had, and moments we shared together beyond words. He was a true companion and friend.
The catalyst to all things Felis Umbra Parfums, as everything was started to celebrate the life and memory of a beautiful kitten.
"In this world, is the destiny of mankind controlled by some transcendental entity or law? Is it like the hand of God hovering above?"
"I got this from an old fortune teller woman a long time ago. She called it the Egg of the King." For once you possess this, you are destined to rule the world... in exchange for your flesh and blood." - Griffith
Tomorrow, the cherished one returns.
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