25 June 2015 (187 days after The Day)

Well - I'm sick.  How wonderful.  Claire is battling gas pains (I think) and cried herself to sleep after hours of crying.  I feel so bad for her.  I hope she can sleep tonight.  I received a call from the vet saying someone found our cat.  It ended up being a neighbor a couple of doors down.  This cat is about 17 years old and will probably not live much longer.  We got her home and she drank some water stayed nearly motionless on a towel we put on the floor for her.  It has been a few hours and the cat is starting to move around now and act somewhat normal.  I think we are near the end with this cat and my kids are just distraught.  So far grandma and Ammon have weathered this storm.  I hope they stay healthy.