In memory of Odin

Yesterday was a very important date for me. I did not blog about it, maybe I should have had and this post is a belated one, but I did not have the strength to do it. Remembering it was painful enough. It was the second anniversary of the tragic death of Odin. You can read his eulogy here. He was a true Viking, in feline form. Now I have a new cat (sort of), but I have yet to share the same bond with him I had with my Odin. I think I may have found out the one and only picture of him I have not uploaded yet on Vraie Fiction. I might be wrong. It's not a very good picture (see this post for a good snapshot), nevertheless here it is: this is Odin head butting me like he used to do when asking for attention. What can I say? Two years since we lost him, and I still miss my little black Viking.