Anyone who follows me on Facebook knows that I recently had to say good bye to my 12 year old kitty Cinnamon. She had been diagnosed with secondary lung cancer in early February, and I made the decision on May 13th, 2012 - Mother's Day - to end her suffering. It was probably the hardest decision I have ever made, but I knew in my heart that it was the right one. I was fortunate enough to be able to afford having the vet come here, which made it so much less traumatic for both of us. I miss her lots, but I know that her pain is over and she is at rest.
Rest in peace, my Cinnamon girl. I love you.
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The sometimes delirious rantings of a Baby Boomer from the tail end of the generation
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