His Favorite Daughter

We found our cat, Comet, outside.  She tried to be close to her family; she died really close to the house.

I know it’s silly to get emotional about a silly cat. But it still hurts. In fact, as I’m writing this, tears are running down my face.  It’s times like this that I wish the boys were more empathetic.  I’m crying my eyes out and they’re playing the Wii as if nothing has happened.

Unfortunately, my sweet hubby has the unpleasant task of burying her.