This photo has nothing to do with this post. It is from last summer's vacation in CA. Meghan loved playing in the ocean. Last night, our kitty Daisy passed away, and she was so special to Meghan. I feel so so sorry for her. Two days ago Daisy started throwing up, and acting a little tired--definetly not her fiesty self. Yesterday at the vet we found out that she had probably swallowed some string and since her intestines were bunching up, she needed surgery or we needed to put her to sleep. We decided to try the surgery (expensive!). She seemed fine for about an hour after we got home, but then started having trouble breathing. Back to the vet at 8:30pm- he opened her outside stitches to make sure no intestine had come out, gave her something to remove fluid and sent up home--very optimistic. But she looked terrible and I just didn't have a good feeling about it. I checked on her at about 2am and she was gone.
We woke the kids up so they could say goodbye to her. We prayed, talked about Heaven and talked about all the funny things Daisy always did-so sad, and lots of tears. Back to the photo--remembering a happy time.
