Our Jensen went to kitty heaven this morning. Nat’s had her for 15 years – that’s 80 for you and I – and almost 4x as long as we’ve been married.

Lung disease was kickin’ her down – so much so she was practically gasping for air. She’d just lay there on the floor all day resting, and we knew her extreme weight loss and heavy breathing weren’t good signs. It got so bad, we couldn’t wait any longer for the medicine’s increased dosage to take effect, and once I reminded Nat how freaked out I was when I couldn’t breath from pneumonia last year, we were off to the vet.