“Annaliese, be gentle with Goofy. He’s an old cat”
“OK. Aww poor Goofy”
Maddie from the other room “then we need a new cat!”
Things are getting worse in Goofy’s world. We take him for blood tests tomorrow morning to see what’s up. Meanwhile, he lies on the bathroom floor with his head resting on the water bowl. No need to move. At least our old blind friend knows where to find it! Annaliese serves him tea from her toy teapot and talks to him about going to the doctor. She prays for him every night before bed. We know he won’t be with us forever but how do we talk to the kids? They’ll probably be fine. Its mom and dad who’ll have the problem.