I had enough foresight to get a couple of paw prints from Zoe before she died. I had them tattooed on my shoulder along with a little grey swirl behind – it’s a bit hard to see in these pictures, but I’m happy with it overall. Zoe and I went through a lot together and she supported me during some tough times…now I’ll always have her little paws on my shoulder no matter what.
Not too shabby, Tabby!
A very nice sentiment. I'm glad I didn't get Rupert on me though, since I'd some 'splainin' to do for Meg!