This past weekend our eighteen year old kitty passed away. In the middle of the night, surrounded by all four of us, some asleep, some awake. We kept him company and kept him calm, and warm, filled with laps and caring hands at all times.
Pets fill your home and your heart in a way they can only do, each one in a different way, in their own way. A way you don’t know until you have them.
We said goodbye on a beautiful sunny, spring morning, and is resting in a special corner in our home, when we can go whenever we need to.
We celebrated his life, quietly, together.
Goodbye to our sweet, sweet kitty. We are going to miss you a lot, Rudy. We already do.