our sweet old lady cat abby died last night.
she was 17 years old, my sister got her when she was a tiny kitten and she spent her whole life with our family.
my brother joey hardly remembers a time before she was around.
once, when she was still a young and adventurous lady, she disappeared for four whole months.
my brothers matt and joey were in a band and they named it "missing abby."
she showed back up one emotional afternoon when addie was weeping in the backyard,
came bounding straight into addie's arms like a miracle.
we think she had a stroke the night before last and she deteriorated over the day yesterday, pacing in confusion and unable to do her normal activities like eat or jump up on the couch.
late at night, darin and i held vigil by her side, stroking her and thanking her for being such a wonderful cat and companion all these years. she couldn't purr anymore, or even move her head, but i think she was content to die in the midst of the household she loved, and at 1:30 a.m. she crossed over.
it is a strange and moving experience to watch life pass away, to see breathing, so constant and unheeded, slowly come to a stop.
i am so grateful to be able to have a little time to spend with those i love, both human and non.
i think her little spirit is doing some pretty work in the universe tonight.