It was inevitable. I knew it was coming. I was afraid to check the kitten box over the past 24 hours. I had to brace myself to do it. I was somewhat surprised he was still alive this morning. He'd lost more weight overnight. He just wouldn't eat enough. I kind of expected him to die while we were at church, even. He was still alive when we got home. But when I went into the kitchen after lunch, he was dead. We'll be burying him tonight. Expected, but still sad.
Trusting in Him,