I came to you today with my poor little Kitty. We have been together for 16 years and I don’t know how I’ll adjust to life without her. I’m not one for saying much at the time, trying to mask my feelings with a polite smile. But I can tell you now that I was really struggling to say goodbye and to let go. Thank you for treating me gently and kindly and for making such a painful duty run so smoothly. And thank you for the card you gave, the lovely poem makes me cry and smile every time I read it. I’ll never get used to not having her waiting excitedly behind the door every time I come home, or her squeaky fan belt purr as she kneaded my knees, but at least she was treated with every care in her final moments. Thank you again.
January 20, 2015