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My special kitty boy, Harry, passed away yesterday. I had hoped he would make it to his 12th birthday but as it was, he barely made it to mine. He was ready; I wasn't. But when I finally realized it wasn't about me, I made the decision on March 20th at 2pm. I wrote the following when I first found out that he had cancer. It was a Friday and I was at work. Thankfully, it was a slow day because I cried for a full hour as I typed most this up. I'm adding to it now because I want to remember his last days.

( My Baby Boy )

Just got home from the hockey game and what a game it was! Caps were ahead 3-0 at the end of the 2nd period and my friend, Cheryl, proclaimed that she was the Caps' lucky charm (it was her first Caps game in a couple of years). Halfway through the 3rd period, the Bruins tied it up. I turned to Cheryl and told her she had jinxed us. Not only that but us Caps fans have this rule that if a newbie comes to a game and the Caps lose, that newbie can't come to another game. Lucky for Cheryl, Caps made a change in goal and all of a sudden, we were up 4-3. Add an empty net goal and it's a 5-3 Caps win. I have no voice left. I love hockey.

Made a few new hockey friends tonight: Dan and Joe, both friends of Cheryl's, and Liza, the woman who has the three seats next to ours. Dan and Joe are super nice and big hockey fans so that's very cool but Liza is hilarious! Our section has 5 seats along this ledge in the Acela Club. Behind us is the bar in the club so there are always people milling around. They like to stand behind us and most of the time, it's pretty annoying. Early in October my sister was visiting VA so she came to the game with me. All 5 seats that night were occupied by women (pretty impressive for a hockey game) and the guys standing behind us were kind being obnoxious. Liza stood up, spread her arms to block the view of the men behind us, and declared the row of seats the "wall of bitches". So that's how we now refer to ourselves.

Cheryl is one of those people who could become friends with a box of hair and get free stuff from Scrooge. She just has that kind of personality. She and Liza hit it of immediately. I knew they would; that's why I had Cheryl sit next to her. Turns out Liza owns a construction company and is good friends with several of the Caps players. Liza also has parties that the Caps players attend. Cheryl and Liza exchanged numbers because Liza said next time she has a party, she's inviting Cheryl and me. Cheryl just has this way with people.

Oh, and totally changing the subject, I have taught my cat, Harry, to high-five me. Tonight he did it in front of Cheryl so I have a witness. I stick my hand up, say "high-five" to him and he hits my hand with his front paw. I have got to get this on video.

Dr. W called at 8:20am to say that Harry ate all his food and I cannot tell you all how relieved I was to hear that! He didn't eat anything all day yesterday but when she came in this morning, he had eaten all the RD (bland dry food) and all of the canned food. Boy got his appetite back! And (TMI alert) the squirts are gone! Whew!

He's still going to stay with Dr. W while I'm gone. He's taking about 4 different meds and she wants to make sure he is completely over it, but this went from a medical boarding to a spa getaway. She said they had him out and playing with a toy this morning and set him up so he can tunnel into the blankets in his little room. I know he'll love that.

Thanks so much to all of you. Maybe it was just a 'nature taking its course' thing but I really think all the good thoughts helped him. It sure as heck helped me!

Today's ramble involves weird Brass fic dreams, cats, smoothies, and ER

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