Yesterday was a sad day at our house. Our beautiful almost seventeen year old kitty Jasmine had to be put to sleep. She was my daughter's cat, a little orange fluffball, named Jasmine after the Aladdin character. Because that's what four year old little girls do.
We've had her since Jess was four and Jackson was nine months. We had her longer than we had Seamus. She will be missed.
She's not the first pet I've had to make the hardest decision for, and she won't be the last. But I swear that when you love pets the way I do, a little piece of my soul never recovers. Other animal lovers will understand exactly what I mean.
For first time in many years we are a two pet family. One dog, one cat. It's weird.
And now we heal. Today will be a better day.