Smudge was the most delightful companion imaginable, she made me laugh every single day. At night she snuggled up in the crook of my arm to sleep when she wasn’t walking back and forth across my head (and even that made me laugh). She was 20 at the beginning of the pandemic and I told her I knew she was old but asked if she could just stay with me through this. She passed away the day after my office opened back up. My soul cat, Smudge.