It was a tough morning today…which will be yesterday by the time you see this. It was the first time in my pet sitting career when I went to a client’s home and a cat was dead. It was expected, and the poor thing had been suffering; it was almost a relief to see her peaceful, but still sad. I wrapped her in a towel for now, and sat with her a bit, placed my hand on her for a few moments and wished her well on the journey, and then went to comfort the other cats. Rest in peace little one.
Back home, while walking Butterscotch, I saw some daffs starting to poke up, and buds on the peony. The approach of spring and new life was good medicine this morning. May it come soon.