We had our dear 17 year old cat, Blizzard, put down this morning. She was just suffering too much. I had hoped she would pass on her own this weekend, but it just didn't happen. She came to us the winter we built our house, during a snowstorm. She was looking into our family room from the deck. My husband brought her in and she stayed.
Good-bye Blizz, you old cookie thief and video game companion. Terror of the kitty and dog world and snuggler to the rest of us.
There is an empty space here now. We will miss you.
No more words, P.