Gigi, our big, fat, wonderful black cat, had been missing since Thursday.
Today we found her under the hedge where she had passed away – from what we have no clue – but whatever it was it seems it was peaceful. There were no marks or signs of any trauma on her, she just looked as if she were asleep.
Obviously it’s been a rough day. Both kids are beside themselves, so inconsolable, Max even turned down a playdate with several of his buds to stay home and mourn. Hannah just got home from an event at the Temple and she’s already planning the funeral.
Poor little (okay, rather big) Gigi – we loved you so much! Hannah carried her around in her shirt for the first 3 months of her life, which is probably why she was such an amazingly loving and friendly kitty.
