My sister had her final visit with Queen B on Sunday. Her sweet kitty had been declining for some time, with last week’s visit to our vet confirming mild anemia, dilute urine, and cancer. Letting the kitty suffer was never an option, but facing those final decisions isn’t easy.

Initially, Sharon wanted to be with Queen B when she passed. It proved too much for her, so she asked me if I would be there and of course I said yes.

Queen B was humanely euthanized this morning at the Cat Hospital, our long-time vet. I kept a warm hand on her side as she slipped away, sobbing uncontrollably before I could pull myself together enough to leave the room. I wrapped her frail body in the warm, soft blanket they provided, knowing it no longer mattered but compelled to do so just the same.

Sharon has lost so much to the ravages of MS. Saying goodbye to Queen B has been another blow.

We will cherish the good memories, and our tears will dry, but for now, our hearts ache with the heavy sadness of seeing out this tiny cat’s gentle soul.