Our sweet kitty, Midnight was buried today.  I had to have her put down yesterday at the vet's office.  She had stopped eating, drinking and using the bathroom.  I think by the time we realized she was sick, it was too late.  The vet opened her up and she had swallowed a thread.  It was wrapped around the base of her tongue and had made it through the small intestine to the colon.  It managed to cut her SI in several places--beyond repair.  The vet called me and I returned to say my goodbyes.  She was only 14 months old.  Precious kitty.

And all this happened while my husband was away.  

So, the week was kind of busy.  But, we made it.  We'll go look for a kitty tomorrow.  I've got to have a cat.  My kids need a cat, too.  We definitely can feel a void right now. 

We buried her in the box pictured above.  Kendall had made a bed out of a shoe box and Midnight took to it right away.  Such a special cat!