We said our final good bye to our dear Kitty today. She died peacefully. When we got home from church tonight, we looked for her and found her lying dead on the ground by the right side of our house. Her body was stiff. Her eyes were open. And flies kept her company. Paul had her for some 7 years. I got to enjoy her for two and a half years. We were sad! We told Isabelle that she won't see her Kitty ever again but didn't let her see us bury the cat. We had a little burial ceremony. We prayed. We thank God for Kitty.
Oh, how we miss Kitty. She was a very sweet cat. She provided Paul company for many years. She gave Izzy a short but sweet cuddly and crabby playmate. I loved her too until she started acting like she had lost her mind. The last few weeks, she was up on the second floor with us at all times- bugging us to the max by her constant climbing on the table and the counters. She had also been licking our faucets and peeing and pooping in Paul's office instead of doing it in her own bathroom. That was terrible. But now that she is gone, we miss her.