09/18/2026
It's taken me a long time to be able to talk about Moi.
At the end of June, we lost our little Moily, suddenly and horribly. She was only six. This summer was long and awful as we grieved our bad orange.
Moi was curious, clever, adventurous, stubborn, affectionate, and mischievous. She involved herself in every aspect of our lives at home. She was the worst. We loved her fiercely.
We buried her among the ferns in the part of the garden known as Molly's Jungle.
The photo of her and Plum (Moi's best friend) is the last I ever took of her.
I miss her every day.
