having a sad
My babykitty Chessie crawled up on my lap tonight and curled into my elbow like she likes to do. I petted her and watched my copshow. Then she started wheezing and convulsed and then she was gone. She hasn't been sick. She was twelve. I don't know what the fuck. I am very sad and I hope that in some reality her Grammy Sue was waiting at the rainbow bridge for her with treasties and pets.
