Pono was the sweetest cat we could have hoped for. I’m going to miss her quiet company, her soft greeting chirp, and the sensation of her soft fur under my hand as we cuddled in bed.

She was a particular eater, and we somehow discovered her appetite grew if she listened to Beethoven, specifically Ode To Joy. In her last days we made sure to play it and her other favorite tunes, which seemed to bring her comfort.