Yesterday I lost my Wynnie.

My beautiful sister, roommate, girlcat, princess, Wynnie.

I wish you could see how blue her eyes are. 

She was a lynx point.

Mom's been crying ever since she got back from the vet.

She took Wynnie cause seems like she's been losing weight,

cause she's been kinda funny about her eating, 

and especially because she didn't sleep in bed

with mom last night, and that's just wrong.

The vet said she'd lost about a pound

but she looked good otherwise.

He told mom & dad to wait in the lobby while

they did some blood tests and hydrated her a bit.

This is where she played mom music

while she watched mom tweet at night. 

Then they told mom the vet wanted to talk to her.

She went back and he said she was scared and 

struggling with them (she's always a scaredy cat),

and then she had a seizure and a heart attack, 

they think.

And she passed away.

She passed away!

How could that happen??

They were going to take her home

in few minutes.

Mom and Dad couldn't believe it.

They still can't believe it. 

I don't understand. 

My snuggle bunny.

Our usual TV watching positions.

Me sneaking up behind Wynnie. Shhhh...

Uncle Mike and Wynnie

One of her favorite positions - slipped between cushions.  

Me with my summer shave & Wynnie drinkin' straight from the tap.

I prefer to drink alone, but if I have to share...

Only with my Wyn Wyn.

 And her top cat spot on the kitty condo.

I never went up there. 

I left it for her.

Now it's just empty.

And we just don't understand.

We're so sorry Wynnie.

We miss you so much!

We're so sorry.