We knew my mom’s cat was not doing well. We sought medical intervention. A few short days after my last post, we had to say good-bye to a sweet kitty who had meant so much to my mom and the family. My sister and I went with mom to the vet and Samantha went to her final rest.
Once back home, I shrouded her in a small blanket. One of dad’s roses had bloomed a Fall rose. I cut that and placed it with her. My sister, my younger son and I dug the grave. We solemnly gathered together as a family, placed her in the grave and made our last good-byes.
Later, I came back to the grave and covered the grave with bark and readjusted the stone. It is so hard to let our little animal companions go, but sometimes we must.
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