I've had better weeks

And months.

Ember died yesterday, of old age, but unexpectedly nonetheless. She'd been slowing down, having more breathing issues, and in the end, she climbed into mum's lap and died.

Ember was one of my first rescues, 15 odd years ago. It took nearly three weeks of patience before I could even touch her. Finally, I was able to grab her and bring her home. I'm going to miss her.

We lost Iona at the beginning of the month and now Ember at the end of it.