Surprisingly, I didn't cry much today.
In fact, the first tear didn't fall until I was carrying Phoebe to the car.
I looked up and spotted my two oldest daughters standing at the window.
Oh, my heart!
We wanted his last day to be special.
So we got him a special something from Gigi's Cupcakes.
I think the cupcake weighed more than he did!
(note: the cupcake looked much prettier when we bough it...)
He mustered up enough strength to get a few licks.
I had the blessed honor of holding my furry man as he breathed his last.
It's one of those moments I'll always remember.
You better believe I cried then!
What a blessed joy you have been in our lives, Phoebe.
Thank you for all the snuggles, purrs, meows,
rubs on the legs, greetings at the door, bread-making,
saucy parties, scritches, and love.
You will be missed.