Oh Man...
Ok...Clare came home today, with all her crap, Chad and her cats. Well when she went through customs when she arrived here...she found out that her cat Alex had died on the flight. I still can't believe that it happened. I honestly thought mom might be joking when she told me and told her that it wasn't funny. Clare was taking the body to the vet to see if maybe the tranquilizers that she gave both of her cats for the flight. What I find the most weird about this whole situation is that her cat Louise, who is 16 years old, is fine where as Alex, who is six years old, died. I feel bad for Clare. I don't want to feel bad but I do. I don't know what I would do if Willow died on an airplane and I found out that she died at customs. I would feel horrible. I am actually rethinking taking Willow with me to London in a year. Life goes on...but it is sad.