Sophie (Pretzel) had a seizure today and died in my arms. I know a lot of you adored her too so I feel I should tell you but I’m not sticking around to read horrible, nasty replies because my heart is broken and I am overwhelmed with grief. I made this:
I haven’t stopped crying all day and I am completely broken by this. My life is just one fucking thing after another at the moment and it’s cruel and it’s unbearable. I’m going to bed with her blanket and her squeaky mouse and a broken, broken heart. Be kind, please.
I started writing yesterday about how this tiny sandy purrball was like a kintsugi of golden-hued fluff sticking my broken pieces back together again... I’ll finish writing that at some point, but not tonight. Take care everyone. Please don’t be nasty, I can’t take any more.