I wasn't around much yesterday because we were on a bit of a rescue mission. Little Bit, the smallest of the four black kittens, was getting lethargic, so we took her over to the vet. They did tests and said that she was fine and that she just needed to be fed to booster her back up.
So, I started feeding her every two hours and my pet sitter said that she would take care of her when we left on vacation next week. I scraped all my plans for the next ten days so that I could stay with her.
Sadly, that wasn't enough and when I went in for her feeding, I found her. She'd left us and after just a few hours of knowing her, I still cry.