Nicky Went To Rainbow Bridge ...

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Thursday the 9th of June, my mom & dad and I brought Nicky to the pet clinic for his trip to Rainbow Bridge.
We had all hoped he wasn't that bad, but that morning he wouldn't climb onto my couch or sit next to me on the piano bench, so I knew it was time to let him go.
I've never witnessed such a thing. The vet was wonderful, and gently instructed me to stand in front of Nicky as he was going to sleep. That beautiful, huge-eyed, white cat was so utterly trusting of me, I'm just glad I knew I was doing what was best for him. He seemed to know everything would be okay and he'd be happy forever.
My folks couldn't be there to watch, but I'll never regret staying. It's comforting to know mine was the last face Nicky saw, and my words escorted him to his eternal joy.

Buddy and Ashley, my two others, are confused and needy. Buddy now occupies the favourite sleeping spot of Nicky: on the pillow just behind my head .. sometimes just about on TOP of my head. Then a paw would stretch out to tap my face. Ashley and Nicky were cuddlers, now she'll have to train Buddy: he was always after her (even if he ain't loaded, he still likes to pull the trigger)!!

I wish my parents would let me talk about him more. I feel like I'm supposed to 'think about something else' now, but I can't just switch off the reality that is Nicky gone to kitty heaven.

It hasn't been a week yet! What do they expect???