I don’t like Tuesdays anymore

We came home from dinner with Nan to find our youngest cat, Ariadne, dead in the middle of the floor. Her eyes were still open. The boys, Spock and Peanut seem to be fine. But now I’m terrified they’ll pass too.

I fell the hell apart. Full crying panic attack.

My father died two Tuesdays prior to today.

I also broke my glasses just now by tripping and stepping on them.

I’m kind of over December.

Have some pictures of our tiny kitten, Ariadne. May she Rest In Peace.

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