Everything in my entire life has gotten really bad since my Purrfect died. It's like his death unlocked a door
and let the bad luck in. I got diagnosed with diabetes and my beloved husband of thirty two years had to have a lesion removed from his vocal chords and tested for cancer and then he was unable to urinate and had to have a catheter put in. My other kitty misses Purrfect and is not acting like herself. She gets on my bed
and cries a few times before settling down. She has never done this before. I don't know if it's because she misses him or just what is going on. There's a bunch of other problems I won't go into but it's all so negative and not good. I always had this feeling that as long as Purrfect was okay, we were okay. Now he's gone and
everything has gotten so dark and dismal. There is so much pain everywhere and I'm trying to be considerate
and strong for my husband but I'm afraid I'm not doing very well at it. I'm sorry for being all doom and gloom. But life without my beautiful boy is not so nice anymore.