cinderella the cat is dead. she must have died sometime last night on my closet floor. which was a pleasant suprise for me this morning when i went to pick out clothes before i took my shower.
"cindy..." nudge nudge... "oh, $#@&."
luckily hubby was in the backyard already and could go dig a hole. she was completely stretched out and wouldn't fit in a box so i had to wrap her up in a cut up paper bag. hubby has also volunteered to break the bad news to the princess kitty later tonight. i wonder if i shouldn't go get ice cream to help the news go down.
sigh
God's peace y'all
3 comments:
oh....boogers!
My love to Princess Kitty tonight.
Remember Tinkerbell? On the eve of my 12th birthday she got hit by a car. I remember not crying until I was in school (on my birthday) and we were doing silent reading and the story was about a cat.
Condolences from me and from Pandora the Wonder Kitty. Please give the hubby a hug for his bravery.
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