It has been a couple of very bad days in my world. One of my two cats became ill, and it soon became apparent that we could not save her. Early this morning, Tanya was put to sleep in my arms, and I was left to go home to my other cat and try and have her understand that she now has to live alone. It's devastating to watch her walk around and look for Tanya, and I have no way of actually making her understand that she will no longer be coming home to us :(

I know these things happen, but she was only 7, and I have to admit, right not, it feels horribly, horribly unfair to have her stolen away from me so early :(