Today I had to say goodbye to my favorite kitty, Sox, who was 95 in cat years, 15 in people years. He was not getting well. It was hard to do but I feel it was the right decision. I will sure miss that little guy. He was a very good pet, and quite spoiled I might add. Here he is in happier times:
He used to like coming into my sewing room to make his presence known. What a sweetheart.
