Christmas is always that time of year that makes you realize how blessed you really are, and this year was no different. My children were spoiled beyond belief, as usual, having six different houses to open gifts at! Brandon finally started to understand the whole idea of getting presents and opening gifts and could barely contain himself towards the end of our celebrations, opening gift that didn't even belong to him! Jack is still so young, so naturally he doesn't get what is going on, but he's sure been excited to play with all the new things that both he and Brandon got from everyone. We spent Christmas Eve at my dad's mother's house. Christmas morning we had our little family gift exchange, then headed to my parents' house and after that went to my aunt, Bev's. Finally, on Saturday, we went to Jason's grandparents' house and then to Jason's brother Nick's house (and Bliss too ;). As you can see we are very blessed to have all our family nearby. We got to see all our grandparents, parents, siblings and most of our cousins, aunts and uncles! I feel so fortunate.
Sadly, on Friday morning, we had Abbie, our cat, put to sleep. Since about mid-Novemeber she's been very sick, throwing up nearly every day and hasn't been able to keep any kind of food down. Jason took her to see two different vets and, after all the tests they did, they couldn't find a reason for her sickness. This last week we really noticed a change in her. Normally, even through most of this illness, she's had so much energy and strength, but we started to see her losing that spirit. We knew it was time and Jason finally took her back to the vet on Friday morning and the vet said he felt like there was nothing to do, that her body was shutting down. Poor Jason had to be with her when she passed on.
It's been hard to explain to a three year old what has happened. We were so sad and I was crying when Jason left for the vet with Abbie. Brandon was visibly concerned. When Jason got back Brandon asked where she was and I told him that she went to heaven. He asked if we could get her in the morning, or if we could get a new cat, did a little fake crying even. I told him she was in the clouds, jumping around and he told me he couldn't see her. "No, mommy, she's on an airplane". Gotta love the innocence. It's been harder for me than I realized to lose our pet. I hate that she had to be put down, she was only about 5 or 6 years old. I really think that she ate a piece of string or ribbon, as she's been known to do. We're just glad she's not suffering anymore. Even poor Sophie seems sad to have lost her best friend.
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