We lost Precious, our resident "momma kitty", yesterday due to a blood parasite from a tick bite. She was a feral momma that we'd taken in last summer when our dog found her and her four very young kittens half-starved under a wood pile out back. She had no signs of sickness or anything being wrong until yesterday morning when she wouldn't stand up or come over to get petted. We got her into the vet as soon as they opened, but she passed away around noon.
This verse was in today's Bible reading, and it hit me. Hard. It'll never have the same meaning to me as it once did. It's amazing how much our perspective changes over time. Peace.
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