Kika, death, and solving problems with love
Last night, I slept on the floor next to Kika, my sweet black cat, as she neared the end of her life. I told her something that I'd like to remember, because it may be true and it may be important.
I don't know if there's any problem that can't be solved better with love.
Kika passed peacefully early Thursday morning. She was a wonderful cat, and I miss her very much.