Petey is having a terrible, terrible night. He’s not eating. He can’t get comfortable. He’s hiding.
And when I look in his eyes, I see that the fight is gone.
He’s ready for the last leg of the journey. And I’m ready to help him take that last step enveloped in love.
It’s the last gift I can give this little cat, who has been my joy for the past 6 years.
Thank you for supporting us through the many peaks and valleys of this journey.
Send lots of love our way in the morning. And remember Petey as the pure, exuberant spirit he’s always been — like the kitten in the big cat’s body.
I leave you with this picture of kitten Petey. It’s always been one of my favorites.