Well, I prefer not to talk about this, but I just read the stories of people's pet losses and it's best to let it out, one day when I was 4, I was playing in the garden, I hear meowing from up a large tree. So I walk up to it and give it a shake, and a small, skinny cat falls out, she has really scabby skin, it is clear that it's previous owners were cruel to her. So we take her in, I name her 'Jar Jar' after that Star Wars character, and over the years I grow to love her very much, she got along with Tiny (This was before the other cats were born) Yes, me and Jar Jar were pretty much inseperable, apart from when I was at school, we spent every minute of day together. But a few years later in 2004, when we were on holiday in Spain, she disappeared, I came back expecting a big hug from her, but she wasn't there. There was just an empty space where she used to sleep, she had run away, looking for us, we looked for her for days on end, but to no avail. Sometimes, I can still hear her meow