Impeccable timing

Everything is just fine with Gummy, and we're still scheduled to meet her next Thursday. At least that's all good.

But, once again, we're faced with losing one of our beloved pets just before our baby's arrival. This happened a few months before we had Ryan, when my Samoyed, Sasha, became very ill and now it's happening again to one of our cats - one that Mike has had for 16 years.

I realize that our little tabby, Wendy, is "just" an animal by many people's standards and opinions, but she's a part of our little family nonetheless. Her sweetness and constant purring have endeared her so much to us, and losing her just before such a monumentous time in our life is gut-wrenching and seems so horribly unfair.

All of this stirs up so many difficult and powerful emotions and I cannot believe we're having to face this scenario once again. I know it's part of that whole "cycle of life" crap, but it's still a bitter pill to swallow. Just because you know the rationale behind something doesn't mean it's any easier to handle when you're faced with it.

I won't go into specifics with Wendy's demise, but we know this is a decision that needed to be made and we know what needs to be done at this point. We can't selfishly hang on to her to make ourselves feel any better or hope that she'll magically be well again. She deserves that last little bit of dignity, which is all we can do for her at this point. Well, that a lots of love and treats.

So, please say a little prayer for her tomorrow morning - and send some strength to Mike as he says goodbye to his lovable little kitty.

Love you, Wendy Sue.