R.I.P. Angel

I don't really know what to say here.

We had to put my cat to sleep earlier today. She's been very sick, beyond help.
But she was 14 years old; she lived a good life.
A comfortable life.
Hell, more than comfortable. She was the queen of our lives.
Angel dictated everything and anything that went on in our house.
Once, my parents even returned a bedspread because she didn't like it.
Yeah.
It feels like our little kingdom is without it's queen now.
I miss her sassiness more than anything.
That's the perfect word for her.
Sassy.


Rest in Peace, sweetheart.