We lost Zelda today. She was nearly 17 -- old for a cat, I know -- and a wonderful little tough cat who could bully any of the others in the house. She was ill this last weekend, and when she went to the vet on Monday, he didn't think there was much that could be done. She died this afternoon.
It's hard to lose so many furry friends in one year. That makes four cats and the dog, plus the two little orphan kittens who didn't make it.
It's not been a good year.