Cassie came to grace my life in 1995. She weighed less than four pounds and was desperately trying to take care of her five starving kittens. They said she'd never survive, but she did and now it looks like we're on our journey to the end of the road that we've traveled together. Cassie, who loves to be called "kitty" even more than she likes to hear her name, is a tiny bundle of pure love. She has been and continues to be one of the greatest teachers that I have ever had.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Almost a week's reprieve
Oh Kitty Kit,
You love sitting with Jack at the computer, eh?
Well a week has passed since last I posted and we had a few good days, but yesterday you got sick again and started to lose control of your bowels.
And now you're nauseated this morning. I don't know what to do anymore. I'll try some more Nux Vomica and keep my fingers crossed.
Love, Sharon
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