On Saturday it was noticed that our eldest cat, Princess Sonia, 16-years old, wasn’t doing so well, and then seemed to do a bit better and then on Sunday morning was the same and progressed then to worse and eventually died.
We all had heavy hearts, with Victoria and me being outwardly emotive and overwrought over her leaving us. She was my dear cat for over 16 years, and Victoria is an emotive sort of person. I am not. But things that are deep with me do cause me to emote. So I wasn’t able to get any schooling done this week, and am only now trying to catch up with thinking about what to do, get the house back on track and such.
I have more motivation now than I did a couple of days ago, but still it’s far from the norm for me, which isn’t too very high in the first place most days in and of itself. FWIW.