Sadie

I haven't blogged about this, since I generally reserve this space for knitting content only, but I'm too sad about it not to observe it in some way. I'v written about in my journal, but I feel like I want it here, too.
My cat, my best grrl-kitty, who has been my constant friend for over 11 years, is dying. She has either liver cancer or hepatitis, but it doesn't matter. Either way, her time is short here on earth. The vet didn't recommend immediate euthanasia-- he said to take her home and enjoy our last days with her, and that she wasn't suffering.
It's hard, though, seeing her move so slowly, bones jutting everywhere. It's hard to see how labored her breathing has become.

I watched my mom die, slowly. I'm not good at this.

Anyway, my sweet Sadie girl, I'll always love you. I'll remember your sweet face, your hearty purr, and your feisty way forever.