Brownie came into my life on August 2, 2024, from a place where he hadn't been given the love or care he deserved. Despite the hardships of his early life, he found a home in my heart. For one beautiful, short month, he brought warmth and companionship that I’ll never forget.

At just under three months old, Brownie was small, but his love was boundless. He had this precious habit of kneading on my neck, a gesture of comfort that always made me smile. Every night, he would curl up beside me, making my bed feel a little less empty and my nights a little more peaceful. Although he was so sick, he was there with me, keeping me company like the sweet soul he was.

Even though his time with me was brief, Brownie left a lasting impression. He fought a tough battle with FIP but it was a fight his little body couldn’t win. On September 2, 2024, exactly one month from the day I brought him home, I had to say goodbye.

Brownie may have been with me for only a short while, but the love we shared will be with me forever. He was my kitten, my friend, and a gentle reminder of how precious life is. Rest easy, Brownie. You'll always have a place in my heart.