Thursday, October 02, 2008

Today


At 4 pm. Think good thoughts about a pussycat.

The tumors are so large I can feel them now. He's had a really good morning, snuggled up with Gus and me. His last day is going to be a good one.

I just wish I could stop crying.

2 comments:

Murphy Jacobs said...

You don't cry alone. I never even got to pet Mo (or Gracie) but I miss them somehow.

A friend in Florida lost an injured kitten he'd been trying to save, and I've cried about that three times this week. And I have a little semi-wild kitty I have to capture and haul to the vet for fixing and shots, and he's going to hate me afterwards, but I know it's what I should so.

the queen said...

Thinking the good thoughts at 4 Eastern. You are doing the best thing.