nathanial1812

It's been a heartbreaking, difficult last 40 hours. Sunday afternoon Nereid found her favorite pet, a cat by name of picasso, dead under the stairs. She took it very very hard. Those of you out there who don't have pets likely won't get it, but that cat had been to hell and back with her. And he wasn't very old, or sick that we know of. It's tough seeing someone you love so very very much be so very sad, and know that there is nothing you can do for her. I whisked her away to Lake Louise just to get her out of the house, but now that we are back, it's back on her mind in full force. Sure I know she'll be fine with a little time, but I feel helpless right now.