RIP, Spike

You never know what the day will bring.

I certainly didn't expect this. On February 1, I posted Proud Mama pictures of my kitties. And today, Spike 3 is gone.

Last night he went swimming. He didn't know how to swim. As far as I knew, he avoided the pool like crazy. We lived here thirteen years, with a pool, and the only thing that ever went swimming unattended was gophers. And that didn't bother me.

Then, last year, our 16 year old Cocker Spaniel took a midnight swim. We found him in the morning.

Last night, Spike took a swim. Andrew said that Spike was his usual goofy self at midnight - Andrew was outside playing with his furnace. This morning, I found Spike in the pool. sob.

This is his baby picture, with his sister Hecate.

Here they are again, just last week, waiting for their breakfast. I made them smile for the camera first. (They weren't smiling, until I fed them.) :)

All to say, that you never know what the day will bring. So we'd best make the most of each and every one of them!