Today Shadow's fight against hyperthyroidism and diabetes came to an end. Even at the end, Shadow was a trooper.Shadow dodged a bullet early in life as a youngster. She came from that last room at the Roseville animal shelter. Black cats don't fare well. Shadow was the typical basement cat until the end. You'll have to Google for basement cat. She had features, but those features were on the page that wasn't attached to her documentation package.

Shadow was the mother cat to everyone. Except Cheuy. Taradactyl didn't need a mother cat so they had words. And until the end, Taradactyl made peace with Shadow. I'll miss my little black cat. I miss them all. I truly do wish that the Rainbow Bridge exists and we'll all be together again for eternity. But what's not clear, is who does the litter box there.

Your spirit is free from your body Shadow, you'll be in my heart forever. God speed my little one.

    * Do not stand at my grave and weep.
    * I am not there, I do not sleep.
    * I am a thousand winds that blow,
    * I am the diamond glints on snow.
    * I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
    * I am the gentle autumn's rain.
    * When you awaken in the morning's hush,
    * I am the swift uplifting rush
    * of quiet birds in circled flight.
    * I am the stars that shine at night.
    * Do not stand at my grave and cry,
    * I am not there, I did not die...
    *   -Anonymous