Lucy the Cat died quietly last night, surrounded by her human family.

Lucy was a rescue animal, born sometime in late January.  My bride brought Lucy home with her one day in early March.  Still a tiny kitten, Lucy brought much life and laughter to our household.  She quickly became part of the family.

Lucy’s seven months of life were brief, but full.  She was loved and enjoyed by all of us.

We buried her this morning in the backyard, not far from the tree house.  In attendance were my bride and me, and B, C, D, and E.

Rest in peace, little Lucy.