Four years ago I lost my horse Quest. It was a very difficult thing for me. And because of that event...I have hated January's since then. Today I can say I hate them even more.
My newest (and beloved) barn cat Frankie was struck by a car this morning and killed. I am devastated. For those who know, my cat Timbre has been diagnosed with Lymphoma and I am bracing myself for the inevitable.
Frankie's arrival was salve for my wounded heart...he brought me joy and made me realize that there is still life. I believe this is why I am mourning him so. We will bury him today and I will try very hard to be grateful for the short time he gave me smiles.
Travel well my little friend.