Rest In Piece, Pooky

At about 1:35 PM today, my cat Pooky fell asleep for the last time. She was diabetic, had a tumor in her head, and a possible second tumor in her foot. She wasn't happy anymore, so we had her put down just minutes ago.

We first got her in the latter half of the 1990s when a family friend decided they couldn't care for her anymore. Since then she's been a beloved part of our family, and not having her around anymore is almost more than I can bear. It was a very difficult decision to make, of course, but it had to be done. We all agreed that her sad times were outweighing the happy, so it was decided that now was her time to rest.

Even with four humans and four cats still in this house, it will always seem empty without her. Rest well, Pooky. Goodbye.

I hope you all understand how difficult this is for me, and that you respect my decision to take the next few days off as a sort of "grief leave". You may not treasure your pets in the same way, but to us they're like family. Like brothers and sisters, daughters and sons, and losing one is every bit as difficult as losing a human relative.

May Pooky rest in peace, and may she be taken good care of in her new life on the other side. Goodbye, girl. I'll miss you.