This morning, I got up with plans to tell you all what a great time we had at the Paul McCartney concert, and maybe share a photo or two.
That changed when I saw that our elder kitty, Paddy, had crashed hard. As I wrote a bit over a year ago, he has kidney disease. He was diagnosed with stage 3 (of 4) last year. We didn’t know how much time we would have left with him.
Today, we know the answer, exactly 15 months and three days post-diagnosis. We have until 4:30 this afternoon.
Hug your loved ones.