I am a failure

I am an utter flop at being a kitty foster mother.  We lost the little grey kitten today.  Chrissy was holding him and had held him for a bit and was acting sick and he died in her hands.  I feel so sad.  The black one - Baxter - is lively and eating well. 

We went down to Harrison to visit with our friends and to go with our friends Marilyn and Dave as they delivered a horse.  Ziggy had to go to a good home or she couldn't have let him go.  Joyce and Angelo will give him a wonderful home.

I have been teary all day, for the kitty and thinking about telling Chrissy good by Friday morning.  My boys will be in Spokane but they don't pay too much attention to us.  You don't want to hear about my tearful thoughts.  If Katie didn't live next door I don't know what I would do.

Probably should not even send this but I will.  Not a happy day.  Enjoyed our friends but it was hard to put a smile on my face.

Blessings