Deep breaths...

I know I am posting a week late. But the last two weeks have been interesting.

Last week Friday Deii had to take her wonderful little Chavi-girl and help her to the next stage after life. It was a very hard day and a very hard night. (She had to work.) So I have been comforting her.

Deii said the hardest thing for her was when they took Chavi back to give her the first sleepy shot that Chavi called out "Mommy!"... oh you should probobly understand that Deii hears all of her fur and finned babies in her head, an inner voice. It is why she is such a good fur-mama. Anyway, she heard Chavi call out "Mommy!" Deii responded with tears in her eyes. "It is okay baby. It is okay." Then Chavi said. "I am scared." But Deii knew it was the right thing to do.

Chavi was eight years old, skinny and no longer able to hold her poop or pee. The thing was her mind was all there. She would have fought if Deii thought they should. But this was about quality not quantity.

And even after Chavi had left her body, she knew it was right because Chavi told her so. She was so excited to see all of the others, especially her sister, and to explore the grounds of the Summerland.

The passing on of any family member is always difficult. Helping one on is very hard. You were a diva Chavi-girl and you will be missed.