Chelsea died today. At 1:10 p.m. she gasped for a breath, about 1 minute later she gasped again. She repeated this 2 more times and then she was gone.
I wanted to post this photo, because I always said, with Chelsea, it's all about attitude. She never had any problem letting me know exactly how she felt about anything.
I'll miss her (and her annoying little ways). She was a good little cat.
I'm so thankful to the Lord. I put her in His hands and trusted Him to take her without suffering. She went very peacefully.
Silas and I went for a drive. I think he'll miss her. They were pretty good buddies, although sometimes he would get up, run her out of the room and shut the door behind her. Chelsea was quite the chatterbox. She usually held her lectures until morning, but there were times when she would decide to talk and talk and talk during the middle of the night. Those were the times when Silas would run her out and shut the door.
When she would come into the room in the night, she would always let out one loud announcement that she was about to leap up on the bed, then up she came. I will say that more times than not, that's when Silas would jump off the bed and go shut the door. In reality he probably did it so she wouldn't leave and come back, and wake everyone up with her announcement. I like to think, though, it was because finally his little family was all together, snug as a bug in a rug, and he would close the door to keep us together where he could more easily watch over us.
I'm going to take a break from blogging. I'll be back in a week, maybe two. I just don't have the heart for it right now.