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My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

My Yankee passed away in my arms on Sunday May 3rd around 11pm, a few months shy of 13 years old. And a piece of me left with her in that moment. This was all extremely sudden making it that much more difficult to accept this new reality. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought I could have another 10 years with her. We tried everything we possibly could to save her but in the end it was a brain tumor that took her from me.
Words cannot describe how I feel right now or how much Yankee meant to me but in her honor I will try my best. The hospital gave me a pamphlet when Maddie and I were leaving. It says in it « Research has shown that grieving the loss of a companion animal can be just as devastating and painful, if not more so, than losing a family member or friend »
Yankee might not have been human but she sure was a life companion like a family member and a best friend.She didn’t have the official title but she was my emotional support cat, a reassuring constant in my life.
I’d like to think that she chose Sunday because Maddie happened to be with me that weekend so I wouldn’t be alone and so Maddie could also say goodbye to a kitty she learned to love as much as I do.
Yankee and I were bonded for life. She was my rock, my everything since I moved to New York. She followed me through numerous apartments, consoled me through loss and heartbreaks and every other things that life brings to us. Some days she was my reason to get up in the morning or to be excited to go home at night. I am so lucky that I was her special person because she was truly the best kitty you could ever want. But to be that lucky means it’s that much difficult when you have to say goodbye.
Yankee was a funny, very talkative and very smart cat. She was so beautiful. She loved pets and cuddles and humans in general. She purred all the time and had the cutest little snore when she was deep asleep. She’d make little sounds every time you pet her like she was a stuffy.
Everyone loved her because she was so sweet and easy to love. (Rest in comments)

First quick tests of the Tilta Alien Hydra car mount system with the Ronin 4D with a couple Flex extensions. Man, this thing is fast to rig...
Just a 709 delog with a couple sliders, no curves
Thanks @brianleisring @omarguinier @snoufy18 @steadical @niccoquinto @josueloayza @gabrielstanley

Actually, can you please come over?"
A performance by Maddie Warriner @maddiewarr

Filming "Actually" made for some very interesting and tricky blocking between Maddie and our camera. We had to coordinate choreography, Steadicam movements and a series of lighting gags for the video to fully work. A huge shout-out to the team that made it happen!

Co-Directed @maddiewarr @tomfenaille
Cinematography @tomfenaille
Steadicam Operator @snoufy18
Assistant Director @festanafloresta
1st AC: Lucy Moloney
Gaffer: Clémence Therin
Make-Up @beccaalow
Edit: @maddiewarr @snoufy18

Actually, can you please come over?"
A performance by Maddie Warriner @maddiewarr

Filming "Actually" made for some very interesting and tricky blocking between Maddie and our camera. We had to coordinate choreography, Steadicam movements and a series of lighting gags for the video to fully work. A huge shout-out to the team that made it happen!

Co-Directed @maddiewarr @tomfenaille
Cinematography @tomfenaille
Steadicam Operator @snoufy18
Assistant Director @festanafloresta
1st AC: Lucy Moloney
Gaffer: Clémence Therin
Make-Up @beccaalow
Edit: @maddiewarr @snoufy18

Actually, can you please come over?"
A performance by Maddie Warriner @maddiewarr

Filming "Actually" made for some very interesting and tricky blocking between Maddie and our camera. We had to coordinate choreography, Steadicam movements and a series of lighting gags for the video to fully work. A huge shout-out to the team that made it happen!

Co-Directed @maddiewarr @tomfenaille
Cinematography @tomfenaille
Steadicam Operator @snoufy18
Assistant Director @festanafloresta
1st AC: Lucy Moloney
Gaffer: Clémence Therin
Make-Up @beccaalow
Edit: @maddiewarr @snoufy18

"Actually, can you please come over?"
A performance by Maddie Warriner @maddiewarr

Filming "Actually" made for some very interesting and tricky blocking between Maddie and our camera. We had to coordinate choreography, Steadicam movements and a series of lighting gags for the video to fully work. A huge shout-out to the team that made it happen!

Co-Directed @maddiewarr @tomfenaille
Cinematography @tomfenaille
Steadicam Operator @snoufy18
Assistant Director @festanafloresta
1st AC: Lucy Moloney
Gaffer: Clémence Therin
Make-Up @beccaalow
Edit: @maddiewarr @snoufy18

"Actually, can you please come over?"
A performance by Maddie Warriner @maddiewarr

Filming "Actually" made for some very interesting and tricky blocking between Maddie and our camera. We had to coordinate choreography, Steadicam movements and a series of lighting gags for the video to fully work. A huge shout-out to the team that made it happen!

Co-Directed @maddiewarr @tomfenaille
Cinematography @tomfenaille
Steadicam Operator @snoufy18
Assistant Director @festanafloresta
1st AC: Lucy Moloney
Gaffer: Clémence Therin
Make-Up @beccaalow
Edit: @maddiewarr @snoufy18

Talented Partner + Amazing Location = Little Improvised Dance Project. Hopefully this is just a sneak peek of a future project. Always exciting working with you Maddie ❤️

Today we might have lost the semi-finale in the Euro cup ⚽️ but this week we won against the far right. And for that, I am really proud to be French 🇫🇷 we united together and showed the rest of the world, it is possible to make a difference by voting. I can only hope the USA (my other country) will do the right thing this year too #vote #frenchamerican

Participating in my civic duties this month as both an American and French citizen 🇺🇸 🇫🇷 🗳️ PLEASE VOTE

Participating in my civic duties this month as both an American and French citizen 🇺🇸 🇫🇷 🗳️ PLEASE VOTE

Today was a big day. I officially became an American citizen! And to celebrate, Maddie and I went hiking in Black Rock Forest. We saw a big bald eagle, we skinny dipped, walked a few feet past a timber rattlesnake and overall had an amazing day! God Bless America! #american

Today was a big day. I officially became an American citizen! And to celebrate, Maddie and I went hiking in Black Rock Forest. We saw a big bald eagle, we skinny dipped, walked a few feet past a timber rattlesnake and overall had an amazing day! God Bless America! #american

Today was a big day. I officially became an American citizen! And to celebrate, Maddie and I went hiking in Black Rock Forest. We saw a big bald eagle, we skinny dipped, walked a few feet past a timber rattlesnake and overall had an amazing day! God Bless America! #american

Today was a big day. I officially became an American citizen! And to celebrate, Maddie and I went hiking in Black Rock Forest. We saw a big bald eagle, we skinny dipped, walked a few feet past a timber rattlesnake and overall had an amazing day! God Bless America! #american

Today was a big day. I officially became an American citizen! And to celebrate, Maddie and I went hiking in Black Rock Forest. We saw a big bald eagle, we skinny dipped, walked a few feet past a timber rattlesnake and overall had an amazing day! God Bless America! #american

Today was a big day. I officially became an American citizen! And to celebrate, Maddie and I went hiking in Black Rock Forest. We saw a big bald eagle, we skinny dipped, walked a few feet past a timber rattlesnake and overall had an amazing day! God Bless America! #american

Today was a big day. I officially became an American citizen! And to celebrate, Maddie and I went hiking in Black Rock Forest. We saw a big bald eagle, we skinny dipped, walked a few feet past a timber rattlesnake and overall had an amazing day! God Bless America! #american

Today was a big day. I officially became an American citizen! And to celebrate, Maddie and I went hiking in Black Rock Forest. We saw a big bald eagle, we skinny dipped, walked a few feet past a timber rattlesnake and overall had an amazing day! God Bless America! #american

What a game! We won!! 😁

My Snoufy, my snoof the floof, my French kitty has gone to kitty heaven. Snoufy I love you so much, I’m sorry I couldn’t make it on time to see you one last time ❤️ You will be greatly missed 😔

My Snoufy, my snoof the floof, my French kitty has gone to kitty heaven. Snoufy I love you so much, I’m sorry I couldn’t make it on time to see you one last time ❤️ You will be greatly missed 😔

My Snoufy, my snoof the floof, my French kitty has gone to kitty heaven. Snoufy I love you so much, I’m sorry I couldn’t make it on time to see you one last time ❤️ You will be greatly missed 😔

My Snoufy, my snoof the floof, my French kitty has gone to kitty heaven. Snoufy I love you so much, I’m sorry I couldn’t make it on time to see you one last time ❤️ You will be greatly missed 😔

My Snoufy, my snoof the floof, my French kitty has gone to kitty heaven. Snoufy I love you so much, I’m sorry I couldn’t make it on time to see you one last time ❤️ You will be greatly missed 😔

My Snoufy, my snoof the floof, my French kitty has gone to kitty heaven. Snoufy I love you so much, I’m sorry I couldn’t make it on time to see you one last time ❤️ You will be greatly missed 😔