My day started in a bit of a funk.  I don’t know where it came from but when I woke up, it was in my face enough to make me close my eyes again.  I began thinking about what our home had been like in the years past when my hubby and I shared our bed with our cat Schatzie.  She was our bestie beastie, our forever furry. She had been with us exactly 7 years when she passed this Summer.  The first month after she died, I missed her terribly.  Then I picked myself up and have been scooting along in my new normal.  But today, my heart was…