This day was a sad one for us. It was the day we had to instruct the vet to put Hazel out of her pain and misery. We had hoped she would hold on until our return. It was not to be. She was a good cat and we loved her dearly.
final resting place in our back yard.
Along the way back, a neighborhood cat greeted us. We would like to think that Hazel might have sent her to let us know it was OK. It wasn't until later that I learned about the Rainbow Bridge. Thanks, Karen, for sharing the poem.