R.I.P. J.T.

A co-worker of mine, J.T., passed away yesterday quite unexpectedly. She was eating lunch with some friends, felt nauseous, had a headache and then passed out. A day later she died.

I didn't know J.T. well. We only had a few conversations longer than a few minutes. I do remember the last one we had though. She had overheard that I was thinking of adopting a fourth cat (which I would never do). She kept telling me that four cats are much more than three. I kept saying I had already learned that three cats are much more than two.

I never did get to hear J.T. say how she knew four cats were so much more than three. I really wish I had the chance.