So we got the kitty blood test results this morning.
Not good at all.
The husband and I had to make a hard decision that left us crying most all morning, and on and off throughout the day.
S cried and cried and B doesn't understand it at all.
I went with my poor kitty girl and held her to me and rocked her and looked into her sweet green eyes and told her I was sorry and cried like a baby when they gave her to heaven.
Leaving with an empty cat carrier left me bawling in my car before I could compose myself in order to drive home.
She slept at my feet the entire night and I was aware of her even though she weighed hardly a thing at all.
Even though she's been gone for 5 & 1/2 hours, the house just does not feel right.