Missi Nutmeg was my beloved cat companion nearly every day of my life from 1996 until 2011.
Last week I made the heart-wrenching decision to fulfill my longstanding contract with her to take care of her when things started to get bad.
Sometimes we have to do the right thing in the best interest of those creatures that depend on us, but that doesn't make it easy or less painful. When I let her go I cried more tears than I thought I had in me; it was days before I could even talk about it without falling into despair.
Truly, I was blessed to have her with me on this journey for as long as I did. She was a wonderful cat, and I loved her dearly. It was worth the effort of treating her diabetes and keeping her healthy and happy for the last three years.
No bad days. That was my promise.
And so you might understand that I'd like to simply close the subject for now. Thank you, friends.