My sweet Sputnik ❤️
Sputnik was a gift to me. He was three months old when we first met. I was 19. And we walked through life together for the last 14 years, in the best way we both knew how ❤️ he was the kindest, most patient, most affectionate little cat. He was a baby, a teen, a full grown cat and eventually an old and wise companion that watched over me through the best and worst times of my life. I always used to say, “Sputnik just knows.” I was under no impression that Sputnik would live forever. But I also wished he was going to be here one day when I grew into who I was meant to become in life. But he saw me try my best, always, and I think he was proud. I saw him one last time yesterday. His bones were on my fingertips and he tried to fight as hard as he could. A few minutes before they were gonna close the clinic he tried to get up one last time and leave with me. I’ve never felt more helpless and ashamed of not being able to make his last day free of pain. Everytime I flew back here I tried to figure out how he could be with me in London. I wanted him to be home with me, wherever home was. I know I’m gonna carry this loss with me everywhere I go and I know I’m never going to get over missing Sputnik. But I will figure out how to do that one day at a time, with Sputnik in mind. ❤️Thank you for waiting for me, Sputnik. Yesterday to say goodbye. And everyday for the last 14 years. To grow up, to learn, to be happy and to come home and give you cuddles everyday. ❤️ run free, my sweet creature 💔
My sweet Sputnik ❤️
Sputnik was a gift to me. He was three months old when we first met. I was 19. And we walked through life together for the last 14 years, in the best way we both knew how ❤️ he was the kindest, most patient, most affectionate little cat. He was a baby, a teen, a full grown cat and eventually an old and wise companion that watched over me through the best and worst times of my life. I always used to say, “Sputnik just knows.” I was under no impression that Sputnik would live forever. But I also wished he was going to be here one day when I grew into who I was meant to become in life. But he saw me try my best, always, and I think he was proud. I saw him one last time yesterday. His bones were on my fingertips and he tried to fight as hard as he could. A few minutes before they were gonna close the clinic he tried to get up one last time and leave with me. I’ve never felt more helpless and ashamed of not being able to make his last day free of pain. Everytime I flew back here I tried to figure out how he could be with me in London. I wanted him to be home with me, wherever home was. I know I’m gonna carry this loss with me everywhere I go and I know I’m never going to get over missing Sputnik. But I will figure out how to do that one day at a time, with Sputnik in mind. ❤️Thank you for waiting for me, Sputnik. Yesterday to say goodbye. And everyday for the last 14 years. To grow up, to learn, to be happy and to come home and give you cuddles everyday. ❤️ run free, my sweet creature 💔
My sweet Sputnik ❤️
Sputnik was a gift to me. He was three months old when we first met. I was 19. And we walked through life together for the last 14 years, in the best way we both knew how ❤️ he was the kindest, most patient, most affectionate little cat. He was a baby, a teen, a full grown cat and eventually an old and wise companion that watched over me through the best and worst times of my life. I always used to say, “Sputnik just knows.” I was under no impression that Sputnik would live forever. But I also wished he was going to be here one day when I grew into who I was meant to become in life. But he saw me try my best, always, and I think he was proud. I saw him one last time yesterday. His bones were on my fingertips and he tried to fight as hard as he could. A few minutes before they were gonna close the clinic he tried to get up one last time and leave with me. I’ve never felt more helpless and ashamed of not being able to make his last day free of pain. Everytime I flew back here I tried to figure out how he could be with me in London. I wanted him to be home with me, wherever home was. I know I’m gonna carry this loss with me everywhere I go and I know I’m never going to get over missing Sputnik. But I will figure out how to do that one day at a time, with Sputnik in mind. ❤️Thank you for waiting for me, Sputnik. Yesterday to say goodbye. And everyday for the last 14 years. To grow up, to learn, to be happy and to come home and give you cuddles everyday. ❤️ run free, my sweet creature 💔
My sweet Sputnik ❤️
Sputnik was a gift to me. He was three months old when we first met. I was 19. And we walked through life together for the last 14 years, in the best way we both knew how ❤️ he was the kindest, most patient, most affectionate little cat. He was a baby, a teen, a full grown cat and eventually an old and wise companion that watched over me through the best and worst times of my life. I always used to say, “Sputnik just knows.” I was under no impression that Sputnik would live forever. But I also wished he was going to be here one day when I grew into who I was meant to become in life. But he saw me try my best, always, and I think he was proud. I saw him one last time yesterday. His bones were on my fingertips and he tried to fight as hard as he could. A few minutes before they were gonna close the clinic he tried to get up one last time and leave with me. I’ve never felt more helpless and ashamed of not being able to make his last day free of pain. Everytime I flew back here I tried to figure out how he could be with me in London. I wanted him to be home with me, wherever home was. I know I’m gonna carry this loss with me everywhere I go and I know I’m never going to get over missing Sputnik. But I will figure out how to do that one day at a time, with Sputnik in mind. ❤️Thank you for waiting for me, Sputnik. Yesterday to say goodbye. And everyday for the last 14 years. To grow up, to learn, to be happy and to come home and give you cuddles everyday. ❤️ run free, my sweet creature 💔
My sweet Sputnik ❤️
Sputnik was a gift to me. He was three months old when we first met. I was 19. And we walked through life together for the last 14 years, in the best way we both knew how ❤️ he was the kindest, most patient, most affectionate little cat. He was a baby, a teen, a full grown cat and eventually an old and wise companion that watched over me through the best and worst times of my life. I always used to say, “Sputnik just knows.” I was under no impression that Sputnik would live forever. But I also wished he was going to be here one day when I grew into who I was meant to become in life. But he saw me try my best, always, and I think he was proud. I saw him one last time yesterday. His bones were on my fingertips and he tried to fight as hard as he could. A few minutes before they were gonna close the clinic he tried to get up one last time and leave with me. I’ve never felt more helpless and ashamed of not being able to make his last day free of pain. Everytime I flew back here I tried to figure out how he could be with me in London. I wanted him to be home with me, wherever home was. I know I’m gonna carry this loss with me everywhere I go and I know I’m never going to get over missing Sputnik. But I will figure out how to do that one day at a time, with Sputnik in mind. ❤️Thank you for waiting for me, Sputnik. Yesterday to say goodbye. And everyday for the last 14 years. To grow up, to learn, to be happy and to come home and give you cuddles everyday. ❤️ run free, my sweet creature 💔
My sweet Sputnik ❤️
Sputnik was a gift to me. He was three months old when we first met. I was 19. And we walked through life together for the last 14 years, in the best way we both knew how ❤️ he was the kindest, most patient, most affectionate little cat. He was a baby, a teen, a full grown cat and eventually an old and wise companion that watched over me through the best and worst times of my life. I always used to say, “Sputnik just knows.” I was under no impression that Sputnik would live forever. But I also wished he was going to be here one day when I grew into who I was meant to become in life. But he saw me try my best, always, and I think he was proud. I saw him one last time yesterday. His bones were on my fingertips and he tried to fight as hard as he could. A few minutes before they were gonna close the clinic he tried to get up one last time and leave with me. I’ve never felt more helpless and ashamed of not being able to make his last day free of pain. Everytime I flew back here I tried to figure out how he could be with me in London. I wanted him to be home with me, wherever home was. I know I’m gonna carry this loss with me everywhere I go and I know I’m never going to get over missing Sputnik. But I will figure out how to do that one day at a time, with Sputnik in mind. ❤️Thank you for waiting for me, Sputnik. Yesterday to say goodbye. And everyday for the last 14 years. To grow up, to learn, to be happy and to come home and give you cuddles everyday. ❤️ run free, my sweet creature 💔
My sweet Sputnik ❤️
Sputnik was a gift to me. He was three months old when we first met. I was 19. And we walked through life together for the last 14 years, in the best way we both knew how ❤️ he was the kindest, most patient, most affectionate little cat. He was a baby, a teen, a full grown cat and eventually an old and wise companion that watched over me through the best and worst times of my life. I always used to say, “Sputnik just knows.” I was under no impression that Sputnik would live forever. But I also wished he was going to be here one day when I grew into who I was meant to become in life. But he saw me try my best, always, and I think he was proud. I saw him one last time yesterday. His bones were on my fingertips and he tried to fight as hard as he could. A few minutes before they were gonna close the clinic he tried to get up one last time and leave with me. I’ve never felt more helpless and ashamed of not being able to make his last day free of pain. Everytime I flew back here I tried to figure out how he could be with me in London. I wanted him to be home with me, wherever home was. I know I’m gonna carry this loss with me everywhere I go and I know I’m never going to get over missing Sputnik. But I will figure out how to do that one day at a time, with Sputnik in mind. ❤️Thank you for waiting for me, Sputnik. Yesterday to say goodbye. And everyday for the last 14 years. To grow up, to learn, to be happy and to come home and give you cuddles everyday. ❤️ run free, my sweet creature 💔
My sweet Sputnik ❤️
Sputnik was a gift to me. He was three months old when we first met. I was 19. And we walked through life together for the last 14 years, in the best way we both knew how ❤️ he was the kindest, most patient, most affectionate little cat. He was a baby, a teen, a full grown cat and eventually an old and wise companion that watched over me through the best and worst times of my life. I always used to say, “Sputnik just knows.” I was under no impression that Sputnik would live forever. But I also wished he was going to be here one day when I grew into who I was meant to become in life. But he saw me try my best, always, and I think he was proud. I saw him one last time yesterday. His bones were on my fingertips and he tried to fight as hard as he could. A few minutes before they were gonna close the clinic he tried to get up one last time and leave with me. I’ve never felt more helpless and ashamed of not being able to make his last day free of pain. Everytime I flew back here I tried to figure out how he could be with me in London. I wanted him to be home with me, wherever home was. I know I’m gonna carry this loss with me everywhere I go and I know I’m never going to get over missing Sputnik. But I will figure out how to do that one day at a time, with Sputnik in mind. ❤️Thank you for waiting for me, Sputnik. Yesterday to say goodbye. And everyday for the last 14 years. To grow up, to learn, to be happy and to come home and give you cuddles everyday. ❤️ run free, my sweet creature 💔
My sweet Sputnik ❤️
Sputnik was a gift to me. He was three months old when we first met. I was 19. And we walked through life together for the last 14 years, in the best way we both knew how ❤️ he was the kindest, most patient, most affectionate little cat. He was a baby, a teen, a full grown cat and eventually an old and wise companion that watched over me through the best and worst times of my life. I always used to say, “Sputnik just knows.” I was under no impression that Sputnik would live forever. But I also wished he was going to be here one day when I grew into who I was meant to become in life. But he saw me try my best, always, and I think he was proud. I saw him one last time yesterday. His bones were on my fingertips and he tried to fight as hard as he could. A few minutes before they were gonna close the clinic he tried to get up one last time and leave with me. I’ve never felt more helpless and ashamed of not being able to make his last day free of pain. Everytime I flew back here I tried to figure out how he could be with me in London. I wanted him to be home with me, wherever home was. I know I’m gonna carry this loss with me everywhere I go and I know I’m never going to get over missing Sputnik. But I will figure out how to do that one day at a time, with Sputnik in mind. ❤️Thank you for waiting for me, Sputnik. Yesterday to say goodbye. And everyday for the last 14 years. To grow up, to learn, to be happy and to come home and give you cuddles everyday. ❤️ run free, my sweet creature 💔
My sweet Sputnik ❤️
Sputnik was a gift to me. He was three months old when we first met. I was 19. And we walked through life together for the last 14 years, in the best way we both knew how ❤️ he was the kindest, most patient, most affectionate little cat. He was a baby, a teen, a full grown cat and eventually an old and wise companion that watched over me through the best and worst times of my life. I always used to say, “Sputnik just knows.” I was under no impression that Sputnik would live forever. But I also wished he was going to be here one day when I grew into who I was meant to become in life. But he saw me try my best, always, and I think he was proud. I saw him one last time yesterday. His bones were on my fingertips and he tried to fight as hard as he could. A few minutes before they were gonna close the clinic he tried to get up one last time and leave with me. I’ve never felt more helpless and ashamed of not being able to make his last day free of pain. Everytime I flew back here I tried to figure out how he could be with me in London. I wanted him to be home with me, wherever home was. I know I’m gonna carry this loss with me everywhere I go and I know I’m never going to get over missing Sputnik. But I will figure out how to do that one day at a time, with Sputnik in mind. ❤️Thank you for waiting for me, Sputnik. Yesterday to say goodbye. And everyday for the last 14 years. To grow up, to learn, to be happy and to come home and give you cuddles everyday. ❤️ run free, my sweet creature 💔
Wore @rosenthaltee to the opening of the Sistine Chapel exhibit in Estancia! Thank you for styling me @adrianneconcept for dolling me up @tekya_martin @tekyamartin and for capturing these moments @niko.gonzales 🙏🏻❤️ shot in @discoverysuites 💃🏻
Wore @rosenthaltee to the opening of the Sistine Chapel exhibit in Estancia! Thank you for styling me @adrianneconcept for dolling me up @tekya_martin @tekyamartin and for capturing these moments @niko.gonzales 🙏🏻❤️ shot in @discoverysuites 💃🏻
Wore @rosenthaltee to the opening of the Sistine Chapel exhibit in Estancia! Thank you for styling me @adrianneconcept for dolling me up @tekya_martin @tekyamartin and for capturing these moments @niko.gonzales 🙏🏻❤️ shot in @discoverysuites 💃🏻
Wore @rosenthaltee to the opening of the Sistine Chapel exhibit in Estancia! Thank you for styling me @adrianneconcept for dolling me up @tekya_martin @tekyamartin and for capturing these moments @niko.gonzales 🙏🏻❤️ shot in @discoverysuites 💃🏻
