A little piece of me died today. I held a 15 year old cat in my arms for the very last time.

There was a cage, stainless steel table and a needle. This is all it takes to rip a chunk out of your soul.

As I watched the life slipped out of her body. With it the chance of more love and companionship from Spaleen.

I had so much, but it is really hard to let go, to believe that I can go on without her.

We don’t have children, what we had was unconditional love. She never said to me that I disappointed her in any way. She was mostly glad to see me. She would stand in the middle and referee, by howling, when Cathy and I would fight.

She daily brought us toy mice, up the stairs, from the basement. Accompanied by a triumphant howl.

When I was walking before going to the Vets I noticed some really beautiful horsetail clouds.

I think a lot about Spaleen right now, but I am sure that there will come a time when her memory will fade, but whenever I see a horsetail cloud I will think of her and I will be richer for her being in my life.