When Bogart passed I couldn't get over coming home and not hearing him scream and howl with the most happiness I've ever seen in another creature. I still had Samson, and he would greet me too, but nothing like my Boogie-Bear. It took years to get used to.
Then Sammy passed 5 years later, and I couldn't get used to not hearing him walking around the house at night... Hardwood floors, we could always hear him sneaking around trying to not disturb the rest of us. I'm still not used to that either, really. I still wake up expecting to see him sometimes, laying next to me on the floor waiting patiently for me to wake up.
I love my girls, they are my heart... But I still miss my boys, years later.
My titty-kitty is getting old too... he turns 13 this year. We just don't get enough time with them