Sadie’s gone. Her kidneys went, and we have no idea why. It happens, and it happens fast. She was suffering with mouth ulcerations so bad they bled. She looked like a vampire kitty. Frank and I took her to the vet this morning and let her go.
The irony of euthanasia and how it works hits me harder than her dying. What an awful thought, huh? But this is where I put them, so yeah. You’re welcome.
Modesty Is For Suckers 