Lucy, gone

Lucy has officially left us. She had no chance of recovery, really, even if the Heparin suddenly worked. How much can you put a loved cat through? Not this. So, she is gone on a rainy, cold Friday evening at the end of October.

8 thoughts on “Lucy, gone

  1. I’ve said this before, and it always sounds slightly canned, but it’s always true: the important thing is not that she’s gone, but that she was here in the first place – and that’s what made all the difference.

  2. It never does get easier. You just know what to expect after a while, which doesn’t really help. But it’s true: it was so very important that she was here.

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