A Sad Goodbye

This is a day that I will be happy to see the last of. It started out before my 7:15 alarm went off. I had planned on feeding Smudge before I went to work. I called to him, but there was no response. I could see him in the little house at the bottom of the kitty condo. I reached in and he was cold and stiff. He had died some time during the night. I can't even begin to describe how I felt. I woke Rob up and him came in and took care of getting Smudge out and burying him. I couldn't have taken care of things myself. I told Brandon what had happened and he cried for the first time in years. We had gotten Smudge when he was very little, had been in Brandon's life for as long as he could remember. I managed to go to work, but would cry on and off. My co-workers were very understanding. Several of them have cats, too and are very attached to them. They knew how much I was hurting. I can't seem to stay focused, so I'm making this short. I'll write more about Smudge when my heart isn't hurting as much. Have a peaceful night. Good night.