as i type this post, yuki is on my desk with my arms encircling her. she is giving up her long fight against bad kidneys. she has been giving us hints this past week that she was almost ready for her trip across the bridge. yesterday i knew it would be in the next day or two. she hardly ate, she was having problems with balance, and she wanted to sleep next to kintaro. kintaro was a gentleman and let her have all of his favorite blanket she wanted. it was bittersweet as i knew in my heart what was coming.
my heart is breaking as i spend this time with her. please say a prayer for my old girl. i would like her trip over the bridge to be one she can look forward to. all of my kittys that came before waiting for her on the other side. especially cheebie, yuki loved him, he was her protector.
yuki, i will have a bag of fishy flakes in my pocket just for you when we meet at the bridge.