Here she is enjoying today's afternoon autumn sun.
She was diagnosed with lymphoma in late April, and given weeks to days to live. She said fuck that, I'm not done here yet, and promptly added the entire summer (and many, many bbq's, which were her absolute favorite for obvious reasons) to her lifespan in spite of her condition.
After returning from the vet, we laid her to rest in the exact spot she had chosen in the picture.
My heart is in a thousand pieces, but most of all I remember the good times and the 15 years of loyalty and love I was privileged enough to receive. It was never going to be long enough even if she lived to 30.
Goodbye my sweet angel. Thank you so much for all the joy you brought us. I tried my best to repay you in kind, because you deserved it. Now there will forevermore be a small cat-shaped hole in my heart that I don't quite know how to ever fill.
When pets go they take a part of us with them, but they're worth it all the same. In the end, all you can do is give them the best life you can and appreciate all the love they give.
Hug your pets everybody.