Sadie posing patiently
Hey, I'm hungry, OK?
Mom, gotta use the box!
Nice view, eh?
It is with a heavy heart and tear-filled eyes - my precious baby Sadie crossed the Rainbow Bridge on Friday, September 24th at 11:45pm.
She was a fighter and rallied this past week to the point where further treatment was discussed. Unfortunately, her afflictions were too great. We spent our last few moments together and I told her how much I loved her, while stroking that beautiful soft fur. I told her not to worry about her mommie; if it was her time, it was OK to go. Mommie would always love her, no matter what. Moments later, she was gone.
Although the house is hollow, I know this will pass. I haven't been able to pick deal with her litter box yet...it's so final; however, there's still that huge tuxedo stray out back banging on the porch door for breakfast. He's been cathartic actually, although he's been pretty quiet the past couple days. How do they know?
It is truly an honor to be part of a cat-loving forum who not only loves cats in all their splendor, but understands the grieving process as well. Thank you everyone.
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