My dear friend, you know that you did the right thing for Cathy, and that she is with the other fur angels in the care of St. Francis.
I just got a “message” from my Rocket, a tuft of his fur stuck to the clean pair of pants I put on after my shower today. I noticed
it as I finished the first sentence (above), and take it as good news about Cathy. You will see her again, as I will see my Rocket.
Not long after our beloved Teddy died ( pack of dogs) I had a half awake/ half asleep sensation of him while my head was on my pillow. I could feel his warmth, and softness, and could even smell his fur. It was such a vivid experience and so calming. I took it as a sign that he was OK, and I really needed that.
Little Cathy will always be with you, Laz. You gave her more love than most cats get, and she knew it. I hope that knowledge comforts you.
I only heard about this recently, but when the kittehs line up for dinner on the other side, they are allowed to feast sitting on the counter. They don’t make ‘em eat on the floor.
Just sayin’.