Shelby 1994-2011

Well.
We had to do the thing we were dreading.
After watching her health go downhill for a week, the vet and I decided it was time.

The boy had said his goodbyes that morning before school. (Thank Heavens I didn't watch... couldn't have handled it.)
I called Dan/Daddy (who is away at Chaplain school) from the vet's office (sobbing), and he asked me to hold the phone up to her frail little head. I am not lying, and he may be embarrassed by me telling, but it was the sweetest thing. And I know she heard him tell her goodbye.

So in the end it was just me and her. And it was ok. My friend offered to come and be with me, and Dan/Daddy kept apologizing for not being there. But I didn't mind.
I was able to hold her and kiss her and tell her how much we loved her.

17 years is a very long time to share your home with a pet.
And your heart.
And mine has a kitty shaped hole in it today.