My Marta

She was loved so very much.
She passed this afternoon around 5.
She was perfectly fine yesterday with rolling in the catnip and chasing a mouse last evening. She even jumped up on the table while I was sorting strands of beads. I would drag them across her while she batted them about.

I took her in this morning after she just would not get up to walk.
All she would do was cry and growl. They operated and found her full of cancer.
I just wanted so badly to bring her home from the Vet, I just wanted her back....
She was such a sweet spirit and I could not have her go through anymore pain.
She was 13