Another Loss, Another Break

It breaks my heart that I wrote a post just like this almost exactly two years ago.

Yesterday, my husband and I said goodbye to our youngest cat, Puck. He was diagnosed with cancer in mid-March, and while we discovered it early enough to cherish our last few months with him, there was nothing else we could do.

He was a little trooper, and stayed playful, loving, and sweet as ever (even chased, caught, and ate, lizards on the patio right up to the end) but yesterday morning we knew things had tipped and his quality of life was about to fade rapidly. We wanted to spare him that, so it was time to let him go.

Puck was the most amazing cat in the world. A gentle giant at almost 19 pounds, he was always there to snuggle and play and throw his stuffed squirrel toy around like a Frisbee. He was a special, special guy and I've never known a cat like him. I've had great cats all my life, but he really was a step above.

We'll miss him terribly, and feel privileged to have known him and to have had him in our lives. He was deeply loved, and will be deeply missed.

My guest authors and contributors will continue, but I'll be taking a break for a little while. I thank you all for understanding.