Zack is sad, but he’s working through. He was with her for seven and a half years, so naturally he misses her. Mommy let him have one of her toys. He sadly snuggled it for three days, but today he was actually playing with it and having some fun, so it’s good to see our “joy boy” coming back. I’m confused, but then again I’m used to it. Remember, this is my third home, so I’m used to change. I’ve actually been a bit antsy, seeing Zack and the parronts sad. I’ve tried to cheer them up by being generally cute and spending more time with them. They seem to be perking up a bit, slowly.
As for mommy and daddy, sorrow has turned to anger: they’re pissed at that cat. It’s still prancing around like it owns the place. And it’s wrong. But it’s learned to fear them, and it will be gone soon. If some terrible fate doesn’t befall it – which with a trap out, the parronts and every neighbor around here pissed at that cat, and the other wildlife and road nearby, is a possibility. *Ahem* I’ll say that cat isn’t as high on the circle of life as it thinks. It’s surrounded by enemies. Many scenarios have been proposed. We’re ready to go all Game of Thrones on it. This is war. Not nice maybe, but Chloe was our little lady who kept us in line and with her gone, mommy and I don’t have to be frigging ladies anymore. (As if we ever were!)
As Deadpool said, we’ll be a better person next time.
So life marches on. It’s still hard, getting used to things without Chloe around, but we’re pressing on a day at a time. The four of us will make it through together, and with you – our friends. We’re thankful for the support of our families and so many of you.
That’s all today. Take care, and have a great rest of the week.