Every moment I sketched, inked and wrote... I cried... I can't stop crying... it's been ten days... since she's been gone... and it feels like the same day she died... I wake up crying... Or I wake up looking for her, hoping it was all a dream... when I finally realize it wasn't... it starts up again.

She didn't die of old age, she died of a rare disease that isn't even detectable, there is no cure for, and is almost always fatal... She had no chance...

Thank you to everyone who helped me with the vet bills through donations... And for giving art to those who donated...

If I owe you art, please send me a message and remind me. Everything is blurred... so I forget... please be patient if I owe you art...