tonight is the night

The vet comes at 7pm tonight.

It's very sad.

I keep crying.

But I know it's for the best, and I know I'll be okay, I know that I'll be able to remember without hurting, and I know 21 years is a bloody long time for a cat.

I know all that.

But it still hurts.

I love her lots. She's a very very good cat.

Okay, well, I think I'll get back to weeping in my bed holding onto her now...