So I have been waiting all day to find something to blog about. My husband just got home from playing basketball and I was asleep on the couch. He let the cat out, started a fire, and then we took showers to get ready for bed. Then as I was getting into bed we heard a scream. TW ran outside and the neighborhood dog was attacking our cat. Now hearing our cat hollar outside is a pretty common occurance but this time TW said I think she’s gone after he ran outside to ward them off and retrieved her. I said you are kidding, he said no she’s in here and I think she just took her last breath. I couldn’t believe it. This cat has been so tough it’s whole life. I’m sad to say beyond feeling like “oh that sucks” I really didn’t have much emotions for her. I find this sad since when Roxy passed away it took the life out of me for days. Well she is now in a better place, I only wish we could have found her a different home instead of her life ending so shortly.
