Diana, Dead of a Broken Heart

Diana, our half-tortoise-shell/half Siamese, had to be put to sleep this week at the age of 11 and 1/2. She and Ringer were very close. She kept him young, I think, and kept him company when humans couldn't. Though she was skiddish and fearful of... well, just about everything, we loved her just the same. She finally started to mellow in her later years, and I hope she understood that we loved her.

She stopped eating when Ringer got sick and never started again. My parents buried her next to him so that they could be together.