This month I lost a special piece of me... my Bella.

A while back I wrote a whole blog post about my little diva otherwise known as Bella.

It was love at first sight, I adopted her immediately and the rest was history. Seven years later, my Bella is gone and she has taken a big chunk of me with her. Some people out there will never understand how I could feel such love for a little feline creature, but those fortunate enough to have known Bella get this bond and perhaps envy it. 

I've had animals all my life but Bella was different, she was the first pet that was truly mine. I was the one that decided to take her home, which is still one of the best decisions made in my entire life. I would of never met Bella had it not been for my best friend Mel. I will never be able to thank her enough for this. 

Just writing the word was instead of is ... kills. I would give anything to have one more day with her, to hold her in my arms, cuddle her and hear her mah mah. Writing this post has got to be the hardest one I have written so far but it had to be done, for my Bell Bell.

I will never forget you Bella, I can honestly say that I am a better person for meeting you and having you in my life. I am so glad I decided to get your paw print tattooed on my arm months ago, this way I have a little piece of you with me always. Until we meet again, please give Boo a massive belly rub for me.