Monday, July 12, 2010

Breaking Some Bad News


Today I had to prepare my four-year-old Luke for tomorrow. Ermie, our 17-year-old cat, will go to the doctor. I do not expect her to survive. Luke has understood this day is coming within his limited knowledge.

"Mom, I don't want Ermie to go to the doctor and get a shot."

"I know sweetie. But everything will be okay. Sweetheart, sometimes when kitties are older they start to give us signs that they are failing. Have you ever seen Ermie barf?"

"Yes."

"How many times?"

"Um, a hundred?"