Last Saturday night my Mom decided after her cat Sasha came out from under the bed that it was time for all of us to say our Good Buy's.
My daughter and I did just that. It was sad and hard. I took Mom and Sasha to the animal Hospitle and I was with both of them when the vet put her to sleep.
So now after a week there is still a sole missing and Mom isn't going to get another one. Etleast not at this time. Knowing her we will probably have one back in the house in about one month
I do miss her and at times I still hear her calls. She was a good cat and she never scratched my daughter even if she deserved it.