This has been a horrible, sucky, no good, miserable week. On Monday, our kitty, Calvin, who was 15 years young and kinda came with our house, passed away suddenly. So much sadness. He was our baby and we loved him so much. And we miss him. I even miss him begging for my food, which since I’ve been on Weight Watchers, I will admit, I’ve been a little reluctant to share. But don’t worry. He always got something. He was very cute when he was begging. He’d tap my arm with his little paw and stare at me until I had to give in. I came home at lunch on Monday to give him his canned food treat, and he was fine. When my daughter got home from work a couple of hours later, he had passed. We are grateful that he didn’t suffer, but we’d be much happier...



