Sad Goodbye - March 17, 2014

Our sweet son has just spent the night cuddling his beloved kitty who lay dying. Rescued and bottle fed as one of three tiny abandoned kittens, the children adored Toad, the lone long term survivor of the litter. Death is so sad, as is seeing the sadness of one's adult children over their dear lost friend. We are out of town and unable to say goodbye to Toad in person and to hug Noah. It feels like a passage, a growing up doorway.