Monday was a terrible, no good, very bad day. Carmen went on to her great reward after 9 years of being one hell of a cat.

So far, Lily is handling it better than anyone else in the house. I think she knew Carmen was sick and wouldn’t be coming back from the vet. And while I’ve caught her occasionally looking around as if she’s expecting Carmen to walk in, she seems to be enjoying her new status as queen of the castle. (While Carmen was never mean to Lily, she was a bit of a bossy feline.)

I will miss that bossy little cat so much.