Just a quick note to say that we are all getting by.

None of us can talk about it without crying so it's a taboo subject at the moment. It will all resurface once we get him back from the vet.
Gee chose to have him cremated rather than bury him. I'll have to make him a shadow box if he ever stops carrying his collar around when he's home. We'll put his collar, fav. toy, and ashes in there.

We are leaving for a goat show this weekend so we will be gone until Sunday.

In G-Pa news, it's not good.

Life will be a challenge for the next year or two I think. Our pets are all old and we have elderly family who are very ill.
I'm very glad at times like this that I have never sheltered Gee from death or dying. I guess put like that it sounds harsh. I mean we have always let him be involoved. He's gone to funerals since he was 3. He's not afraid of sick people. He isn't scared of a dead body. No we are not happy. We are heart broken and sick to death. I can't tell you how many times I've come close to throwing up because my guts clench up to tight.
He knows how to respond. He is familiar with the process. I'm glad for that now. I don't know if I could handle explaining the process right now with a situation this close to us. I know the details and I'm trying to blank them out myself because I just don't want to go there in my mind.
It's a toss up if it will be my G-pa or Gee's cat next. I'm guessing G-pa. At least Gee will be able to come home to the cat.

I think Flower has finally figured out Buddy is gone. She's curled up in his spot on my pillow looking rather down today.

Didn't I say this would be quick? It's just I don't want to pack.