bridget, i put the cat down. today. i had to, she was barely breathing, she was lying curled up in the darkest corner of the basement, just shuddering and barely breathing. dying. she was dying, bridget, and i couldn’t just let her die like that, all alone. so i scooped her up and took her to the vet, where they wrapped her in a warm blanket and put her to sleep. i know she was your cat and everything but she was dying, and i had to do something. i know you would want to see her one last time but it just wasn’t in the cards, okay honey? she was dying, she was hurting. i was thinking … maybe in a few days we could go to the shelter and get a new cat. what do you think about that? we could get a whole new kitten or maybe an older cat who needs a home. what do you think about that? bridget, maybe you’re too young to understand, but things die eventually. it’s just the natural process of life. you have to let your kitty go. just be glad she lived a long, natural life and that she died peacefully. we’ll get you a new kitty, okay? we’ll get you a new kitty. shh, it’s okay, it’s okay, everything dies, bridget, it’s just a part of life. it’s sad but we get through it because we have to. shh. come here. shh, it’s okay, it’s okay. we’ll get you a new kitty.