So it finally happened. We had to put my furball to sleep. Her health kept declining to the point where she wouldn’t eat and couldn’t walk. One day she was eating normally and the next she wouldn’t touch anything but water. I was giving her broth and watered down kitten food via syringe til her last day. Eventually she didn’t have the strength to reach her water bowl so I gave her some through a syringe for her final drink. She couldn’t even put her head down all the way so I got her a mini pillow to lean on. Even though I know it was for the best because she was suffering, I’ll alway feel guilt. Still, I did what I could for as long as I could. At least it was peaceful for her. Things won’t be the same and I’ll always miss her. She was my little shadow.

I think I’m going to take a short break from my blog while I adjust to everything. I have a lot of her things to clear out and donate. I might be back next week. This is taking a toll and I still have to go to work and pretend everything’s fine. Maybe I’ll start some small projects to take my mind off things.