So once again, unfortunately, I lost one of my fur babies yesterday. I inherited Sophie from my brother who wasn’t allowed to take her within into his group home situation. At that time, she was 14. She was born with mangled front paws and very short legs but was a force. Sophie knew what she wanted and when. Her coat as lovely and thick and she had these huge yellow, marbled eyes. Every day at Y&R time , she would come to get into my lap where she slept. We called her the “little tank “ because of the way she would walk so determinedly across the room. However at the age of 19+, she developed kidney issues which eventually wore her down. She didn’t eat for the last two days and I could tell yesterday was the day so I took her onto my lap for cuddles. I knew Sophie would rather pass at home rather than on a table at the vets’. I have had to do that too under different circumstances so it’s entirely unique each time.
Anyway,I have a major sad and will miss my old girl deeply. Sigh 😔
Last weekend, it was an elderly aunt who was my mother’s remaining sister. She has been living in California for decades but will be returned to Canada for burial. I guess that’s why it doesn’t feel real yet.
