I can't explain it, don't understand it, can't figure it out...My sweet little cat Coe, that I told y'all about last spring, died sometime early this morning. She wasn't even 2 years old, was perfectly healthy, playful, beautiful, coy, and really beginning to blossom. I can only imagine it was a heart attack, maybe brought on by a shock from a plug or wire??? Nothing appeared broken so I'm sure she didn't fall. There was a small amount of "kitty poo" and a little bit of food thrown up near an outlet where I have a window unit plugged in. Maybe she played with the plug and was "electrocuted"??? I found her under a bench across the room around 7:30 am this morning, already stiff with eternal sleep."God's finger touched him, and he slept."
(Alfred, Lord Tennyson)
I'll miss her so much. I miss seeing her sitting in the doorway to Trooper's room. We buried her in the garden under beautiful shade trees with lots of flowers surrounding her. She has her wings now and awaits our reunion.