sad.

Right about 6 years ago, Russ called me at work and said, "Do we want a cat?" NO was my firm answer. Confused because Russ is a self proclaimed dog person, not a cat person at all. I've grown up with them and love their aloofness--they like you if they want to. Cats like people who like them. Dogs like everyone!

Well, Russ comes home with the cat anyway. And comes home with another one the next day!! We both fell in love with them--some more than others. No matter what though, they have been part of our family since right before we got married.

Callie has always been painfully shy and terrified of almost everything. She loves her Mama though...I'm pretty much the only person she had anything to do with. When we have company, she hides until they've safely driven away.

Last weekend she was clearly not feeling well. We gave it a couple of days, hoping for an improvement, and it just didn't happen. Russ tried to take her to the vet this morning, but they didn't have an available time until the afternoon. I took her in after school and our vet said she was very sick...that it could be a number of things, and it didn't look good. Even if we ran tests and diagnosed something, she was a very sick kitty and still might not make it. I said goodbye to my little girl last night...and my heart is broken.