Cookeh died this morning so I’m going to need some time off.
I’m better(Physically, anyway.)- I finally felt like eating, and took a nap this afternoon. Still a little bit depressed, but it’s just the first day.
I loved my baby Cookeh, but I’ve already poured out my feelings on less than an hour of sleep this morning on my personal blog.
I don’t recommend reading it unless you like reading what tired, depressed Kat has to say about her poor, deceased kitty.
Thanks for understanding. 💙