Luna

It's been a hard weekend for me.  Our cat Luna is not doing well.  Yes, she's old so it's to be expected.  She has been losing weight and decreasing in health for the last year or so, well at least more dramatically.  The end of this last week she has reached the point where she seems to really have to work on her breathing, and then yesterday was barely able to get enough energy to walk across the room.  My heart is just breaking for her.  I know that these are her final days and out of our desire to not cause her more suffering than necessary I think we've decided to take her in and put her to sleep later this week. I say "I think" as I can't bear to actually make the decision for sure until it's time to do it, and secondly because I know I can't bear to take her in and Josh can't take her in until Tuesday so I want to savor these last days with her.

I know this is what happens to old cats, and that she's a cat not a person, but it still is sad. 

We got her 6 months before we got married.  The first pet that we picked out together and that was truly ours from the first.  She's traveled around the states with us as we've moved back and forth across the country.  She's been a wonderful pet.  I never wanted a cat, I am a dog person.  That is what I told Josh when he suggested we get a cat.  Well, having Luna definitely changed my mind.  I now love cats, I know that they can be sweet, funny, and just great companions although in a different way than dogs.  She will be dearly missed.