May 072018
Hope failed. At about 4:15 this afternoon, Raedthinn died in my arms, peacefully, swiftly and painlessly. About half an hour later I buried him out back near Koshka, who was *his* favorite cat.
Raedthinn was the best of cats. He was a better person than most people. He was just about my favorite people.
I have exhausted my supply of rationality for now.