On Saturday morning, I had to say goodbye to my sweet little Rainbow kitty, who came all the way from Germany with me many years ago. He was 16 and ill, and then he decided to stop eating. The vet had given me special food and a syringe to try force-feeding him, but he wouldn’t cooperate. I guess he knew best, but when he could barely walk, I couldn’t stand seeing him like that and made the decision to have him put down. He laid very calmly on his blanket at the vet’s while my mother and I stroked him and I talked to him, well beyond the point where he probably couldn’t hear my voice anymore. We brought him home and buried him in the yard near his favorite forsythia bush. I miss him terribly!
So I am behind with my 3SIXTY5 project. I will get caught up this week, including, I hope, a memorial collage for Rainbow (unless it has to come later.)