As small and precious as the day she arrived, as perfect as any one thing could be.

Hers eyes of indiscernible color, gold and specks of green, which shine violet in certain lights.

As smooth as velvet, the softest white I've ever seen under the darkest gray, which seems so black at times.

Legs so long and lanky, clumsy and awkward as she runs in zigzags, caring not where she ends up.

Two feet into the air around the corner and surprised, trying to meow with her tiny voice, a mere "squeak" resulting.

My delightful little companion, tiny Chloe darling….