This has been possibly the worst vacation ever. Aside from being sick and having to get 5 stitches, Michael and I lost one of our beloved babies. It is really hard for me to write about this, but I think that it might be good for me. Please excuse me if this all seems a little silly to some of you, but I hope that many people can sympathize. And what better way to relieve your soul than to bare everything on lj?
The day before we left to have Christmas with my mom, Zelda started to get frisky with Gizmo, and we realized that it was time for her to be spayed. Since my mom is a vet, we took her to my house and left her there to be spayed on Wednesday. Well, my mom performed the surgery yesterday, but it seems that Zelda's body could not handle it, and she passed away. Of course my mom feels terrible, and I have been a mess since my mom told me. She did all that she could, and I don't blame her. Even though this kind of thing has never happened to her before, it seems that Zelda must have had a weak heart. I don't really know what made me decide to post this, but I felt that I had to do something for her. I am missing her almost all of the time now, and I feel especially bad for Gizmo, who lost his best bud. She wasn't with us long, but, somehow, she seems to have made a great impact on our lives. She was our baby.
Zelda, we love you and we will never forget you.