She was born in early November, after her mother weened her, she became mine. For 16 years, she was there in the morning, letting me know she was hungry, there at night, on my lap when I was online, there in the afternoon letting me know she wanted out. She never bite me once, only clawed me by accident, and would sing to me in the only way a siamese-manx could. I knew that this would happen one day, but I still was not prepared for it. Goodbye, "prettiest cat in the whole wide world!"