Dear, dear Connie, all that needs to be said about not beating yourself up has been.  We’ve all advised others not to, but still play the what-if game with ourselves.  It was Tigger’s time to go and she went in her mom’s arms; what could be better than that?

 

Banks are the scum of the earth (we’re suing ours), and we’re so sorry that you have to deal with them as well at this time.  We do send hugs but it’s difficult over so many time zones, we wish we could hug you in the flesh.  I’m sure that Tigger had something to do with the picture on your phone, she’s with you and always will be.  Her spirit will find you no matter what.

 

Give Cher a loving home as you gave one to Tigger.  When our black cat Ninja died there was a black cat at the cat’s home where Mrs. B worked.  We didn’t think we could take him but via various circumstances we ended up with him a couple of years later.  Ninja wanted us to have Biff and so we did.

 

Your honey is there for you to lean on and so are we if you need us.  If you ever want to PM anybody just to sound off, we are here for you.

This is Ninja.