Goodbye my baby

Likely this will make Hendrik cry. I still am...

At 3:15 AM Squeaky began to get major ill, and she lay in my tub. I brought her to a local vet; poor kitty was in major heart stress, and needed oxygen. I could spend hundreds for her to die on the table - or I could do the kinder thing, and have her euthanised. I  went that route.

Snuggling her while her life faded away was brutal. I'll never forget her. She's the walllpaper on my cell phone that I'll never change.

I already horribly miss my little girl.

The emotional ride continues though:

While I was mourning the loss of Squeaky, the vet had me meet a new kitten that needed a good home, so I now have Garfield.

As I said I'll never forget Squeaky, but I couldn't be alone. I'd go crazy if I was.