Last fall, we lost Zazzoo. He was our elderly cat, and we were sad but also at peace. He'd been sick, and passing was a relief for him.

When he died, we told out remaining cat, Maggie Bear, that we wished she would stay with us a little longer. At 21, she is truly a grand old dame. And at 21, she is also the living embodiment of so much history.

She perked up a bit when we got Sara the Big Fluffy Dog. But now it's clear that was an Indian Summer... a short idyll before the winter.

We are losing Maggie Bear. Of all the bad news we've had lately - this is the most expected.

And yet, the worst to face.

Posted by: Elizabeth at 10:24 AM | Comments (3) | Add Comment
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1 Oh, I'm sorry.

Posted by: Kris at September 13, 2007 12:41 AM (8zsKe)

2 Oh no, Elizabeth. I feel for you. We lost our Lady Caith last weekend, and I will freely admit I cried like a baby. She was a part of the family. I'll be thinking of you.

Posted by: Tammy at September 13, 2007 03:35 AM (M9ZVz)

3 Oh, I'm so sorry. I know how much our animals are a part of our family and it is so sad to lose them. My heart goes out to you.

Posted by: sue at September 13, 2007 06:17 AM (WbfZD)

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