I'm very sad to report that we had to put our Kippy cat to sleep today. She had chronic renal failure and for the past ten days, she'd been getting weaker and weaker.
She had a good, long life--18 years-- with lots of love given and received. Last year, I wrote an entry about Kip's specialness.
Kip, sweet girl, I know you're now in a place full of comfy pillows
and pink tissue.
And that you're playing with toys
and sitting on knitting.
There's plenty of sun on your face now.
And Barney has found you.