Sad times....

We are a little heart-broken. Mittens' owner came by looking for him. The little girl showed a picture and description of him and there was no getting around it. She scooped him up, thanked us, and left.
So now he is gone.
Sheridan is being such a big girl about it: "Mom, it's only fair, that was her cat". No way did a 7-year old say that!
I told her how proud I was of her and that I loved her, both of us a little tearful. Phil's going to have to move the cat box. It is too sad a reminder. Good grief, my daughter has been better about it than me.