I recently read a quote by Joseph Campbell on imperfection, and it really struck a chord with me.
"Aren't children lovable because they're falling down all the time and have little bodies with the heads too big? Didn't Walt Disney know all about this when he did the seven dwarfs? And these funny little dogs that people have—they're lovable because they're so imperfect."
As so many things do lately, this reminded me of Theo, who was possibly the best cat ever. We lost him quite suddenly to cancer last fall. But Theo was the embodiment of lovable imperfections: he had crossed eyes and a very talkative nature, including ridiculously long meows as he announced his entry into the room. He was (as affectionately as humanly possible) our jerk faced cat, and we miss him terribly.