Yesterday was a sad and happy day all in one. Sad that I lost my cat of around 19 to 20 years old and happy that he now is in a better place able to see and chase butterflies and lizards. I believe in heaven and that all my animals will be there in the prime of their life. (And believe me it will be a lot) It is never easy to make the decision to have your furry friend helped to the other side but it is also hard to see them in such confusion. Lash must have had a stroke around Christmas as he could not move his right side very well and would just fall over. He lost his sight some time ago but no one would have ever known as he got around so well. He stared to quit eating and that was our clue that it was time to let him go. Lash was and is the only cat I have ever bought. He was a registered Russian Blue. For those not familiar with the bread it is an old one with a gray coat and each hair tipped with white. The eyes are the most gorgeous green that does not really show until around three years of age. They are very quite and not running all over the place, at least mine was very reserved. He did like to be up very high all over the house and would love to just sit and ride on your shoulder. Goodbye for now my sweet Alashaka. This is a picture of him on a ladder around 2 years of age.