Thursday, August 28, 2014
I am on an emotional roller coaster today.
Last night Clyde found our cat curled up dead. He was our 4 legged son and we loved him dearly. He had been in great shape until 2 days ago when he started crying and acting listless. He was supposed to see the vet today.
Every time I think about him not being with us I start to cry. At other times I think about his cute antics over the years and I can't help but smile. Especially when he was a baby. And when we were going through the stress prior to my cancer surgery he would show love by rubbing up against my legs until I picked him up and petted him. He would also "touch noses" with me, his way of kissing, several times a day since he was a baby.