…and it is. We are minus one of the inhabitants. It’s a four legged one but it still hits me hard.
Emma Grace was a rescue cat – a kitten when I got her. Someone just dumped her. I cannot imagine ever doing something like that and I wouldn’t behave well if I met the person who would do a thing like that!
The other four legged critters were different than the ones now, but she got along with all of them. She was a really shy cat, but when I retired and was home most of the time, she finallhy decided I was her person and she wanted to sit in my lap while I was working on the computer – that didn’t work, but she took advantage of the arm of the loveseat where I sat.
She wasn’t a youngster and it became more and more difficult for her to get around. I took her to my regular vet and she did a quick exam and gave her some antibodics – which did nothing. My normal vet then went on vacation, so I got an appointment with one in the next town who was highly recommended. A friend went with me – I didn’t think I could do it alone. I was really pleased with the vet’s services. and may be changing the vet I use.
I brought her home and #1 son buried her for me. She was always a sweetheart and was 17 years old. I haven’t stopped missing her.