My dear kitty, I miss you to pieces. Being away at college and being away from you has been such a struggle and I would just like to tell you how much I love you.
Carly and Professor, 10/02/2003
The first time I laid eyes on you, I was a 6-year-old who was still upset over the death of her dog, Isabel. I remember everything well. I was sitting in the kitchen with my mom when my dad came home and said, "I have a surprise for you." I didn't know what the surprise could possibly be, but I followed him outside. There, on the driver's seat of his truck, you were, in all your fluffy, orange glory. I ran to you and picked you up and snuggled the hell out of you. 
Carly and Professor, 11/19/2003
At the time, I had been absolutely obsessed with the show The Powerpuff Girls. I decided to name you Professor, after Professor Utonium, of course. We were pretty much inseparable. I had never had a cat before, and I loved you to pieces. My mom was concerned that because you were initially an outdoor cat, you might be a bit feral and aggressive, but you let me pick you up and, for lack of a better word, manhandle you to no end. You were (and still are) pretty much the chillest cat ever.
I remember you had super huge paws that made you stumble a lot when you walked. My mom thought you would eventually grow into them. Grow into them you did. 
Carly and Professor, 05/16/2006
Professor, you are a record breaking, one of a kind, chunky cat. I regret not naming you Garfield, but my 6-year-old self didn't know who that was. You're a snuggly pillow of a cat, and I love that most about you. When I tell people about you, they don't believe me when I say my cat is a flaming orange, 27 pound, fluffbucket, but then I just show them this picture and they understand.
I love you so much. Being away from you has been a challenge and something that I struggle with a lot. When I was sad, I would just lay in bed with you next to me and it would calm me down. It's hard being away from you. And you're getting old. I don't want to admit it, but I know your days are numbered. I know that within in the next few years, you're not going to be around anymore, and that's hard for me to accept. When I left for college, I cried because I didn't know if I would see you again. Now I know that's ridiculous, but I was scared. I was scared that you wouldn't live to see me come back and visit.
You are my best friend and I will never forget everything you have done for me. I will never forget all of the funny moments, all of the chill afternoons, all of the sad nights with you. I will always love you, even if we are miles apart.
Carly and Professor, 11/29/2005
Love,
Carly
