its never easy...

to say good bye, but this one cuts extra deep with so many memories wrapped into his 17 years. living in the country feral and stray animals are common, unfortunately, from my husbands stand point, i kept everything that showed up. i named all our animals on their circumstances, tucker, our stray goofy black lab that tumbled into our lives, named tucker because i was tuckered out from the endless arrivals, found quintcy in the bushes, barking, nudging and alerting us. he was the first new cat to show up in five years, hence i named quint (5) see... along with quin we found ponder, located a few feet away next to our pond and wonder, i wondered how many more were in the litter. wonder passed a year ago and ponder 5 years earlier, quintcy was our oldest kitty. he was also the sweetest of all our cats... 

his passing hits me hard, just this weekend i went to our burned out house, the landscape is devastating with black charred trees standing tall and pathways to no where, 30 years of living just a jumbled mess, but i could see clearly where each one of our pets first came into our lives. with great love and sadness we said good bye to quin this morn, i am grateful to have shared his long sweet life...