So we’ve been a one-cat household for nearly a month now, moving on from Mist’s passing. We’ve always had the intent of getting another cat, and … the time seems to be now.
When Mist was diagnosed, I did some shopping around for a small memorial stone in the yard for him, similar to what we’d done for Sugar (alas, I couldn’t find again that vendor). I ordered it when he died, and it finally came this week. We had a small ceremony in the backyard this morning for him, burying his collar (which we took at the vet’s), and added his stone to that little corner of the yard. Enough time has passed that it was just nice closure, not particularly traumatic for anyone.
And, tomorrow, we’ll be heading off to the Denver Dumb Friends League. And … probably … coming home with a new family member.
Wish us luck.