Jamy moved today. And for the first time in 31 kittens, I cried. I couldn't help myself - it was really, really hard to let him go. I know he has a fabulous new family, but still. In fact, my eyes water as I think about it. Aww, he is such a special little guy.
I hope it'll go ok with Julius and Jupiter - they're moving tomorrow. Juliet moved today, too. The house is much, much more quiet already.
For those who wonder what he's sniffing, that's Farmgirl Susan's Oatmeal Toasting bread. *VERY* delicious.
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Och jag undrar hur jag ska klara mig utan helgernas bilder på kattungarna... och då har jag ändå inte sett dom i verkligheten.
Sniff! I'll miss them all but am glad they have lovely homes and people to take care of them.
Usch ja, det är såå ledsamt, jag har varit helt förtvivlad två ggr under årens lopp när bebbar flyttat. Men som du säger, man får trösta sig med att de får det så bra, så bra i sina nya hem...:)
Poor Anne :-( It must feel terrible :-(
If you love them...you have to let them go.
Sad but what pictures and memories you have!
And soon you'll have the K-set?
A-K
It's getting better now, but oh, it did hurt. I'm getting e-mails of how great he and the others are doing, and that's lovely. And A-K is right, with some luck, we'll have K-babies to look forward to!
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