We had a cuddle this morning in the comfortable chair, and I told her how much I loved her, and how much she meant to me. The vet's office was, as before, wonderful.
The boys, when we got home, whisked away her sickbed so I wouldn't have to see it. The fleece she had been laying on will go into storage.
Tuesday we're going to talk to the local cat rescue, to fill out paperwork and describe our needs, and see if they have any kitties that might be a good match for us. I think it's going to be some time before I can stop crying when I think of her - I still cry over Brianna, some 2 years after the fact.
So, to my darling, my love, my sweet Cailet... You turned 18 this month, I realized it at the vet's office. I love you so very very much, and I wish we could have had years more together. But you are no longer in pain, and I know you'll be waiting for me at the end of the Rainbow. I love you sweetheart, so very very much.