Today my Mom did a very hard thing and took Mittens, the family cat, to be put to sleep. She lived 21 years. 21! My mom is a good kitty mama. And Mitty was an awesome cat. You should have seen all the things she killed in her heyday. Mice trembled at the sound of her name.
I gave her that stupid name when I was 14 years old, old enough to have given her a better name. She wore it well, though.
Rest well, little girl.