Numbness

I thought I'd feel really sad today, but I feel empty, wrung out and numb. I guess I got all the sobbing out of my system yesterday at the Dekalb Gwinnett Animal Emergency Clinic. Yeah, numb is how I feel.

Even though Brownie rarely left the kitchen, she occupied a very large part of my consciousness these past few months. If you look through the blog, I've been blogging about her illness and mortality a lot. To have someone you've been so focused on for so long suddenly gone does leave you feeling empty. She and Pixel are my first cats. I came from a relatively pet-free childhood due to the various allergic people in my family. I received Brownie and Pixel from a co-worker who had rescued a pregnant stray. They've been with me since they were pretty tiny, maybe 6-8 weeks old. Since 1989.

At least I'm off work today, so I have time to grieve without having to put on a cheerful face while greeting customers. I can be a hermit and spend all day watching Futurama if I want to while cuddling one of the healthy varmints. (And yes, I will tackle my laundry too.) That's all for now.