Another bad day

It's just going to get better now. We have to have bad days...that way we know the good ones...that's what I keep telling myself. Today we had to say goodbye to our Cat...she's been suffering long enough and after just watching her deteriorate to just a skeleton...I called the vet again...told them nobody would take her in...and so after I picked up the girls from school, we headed to the vet. Luckily it was the same one we saw Thursday and she saw how bad she was getting. (We were all hopeful she'd pull through since she looked "healthy" Thursday.) She examined her and unfortunately her kidneys seemed as though they were failing and even though she was willing to just take the cat...she said there really was no point since she felt there was nothing that could be done. And so I signed that paper...I said my sad, tearful goodbye and sorry to our sweet, feisty kitten...and she was taken into the other room and now is sleeping and in a much better place. I didn't think I would be so upset about it...wait...I did but I never had to put an animal down. It was one of those times I thought being the grown up sucks...the girls were crushed...yes I could have lied and told them a sweet story...but they are smart...they knew she was sick and I couldn't fool them since my eyes were swollen from crying. Now I'm hoping to get her cremated since the ground is just too hard to dig very deep in our garden....times I need Dan here. I called Dan and told him the news...it was his cat. He was sad...he felt bad...but I think he was more upset he wasn't here to help me out. I'm thinking we're just not animal people. We have the worst luck with them...minus Coco...they have all turned crazy...and now this one...sick. I think we'll stick to Fur-Real pets.....