At 2:00 today, we lost our loving Siamese cat of 11 years, Little Bitty. He was born on September 11th, 2001 right when the second tower fell. We brought him home on Thanksgiving day, 2001 and he has brought us so much joy and laughter ever since. If I had a headache, he would come lay on my head, if I had a stomach ache, he would lay on my tummy. He was such a gifted kitty. Right now, my heart is in a million pieces, but my baby girl is torn apart and her heart is far more broken than I ever imagined it would be. Please pray for her to find comfort and peace. I don't know how I'm going to push through the tears to find my way to bury him today, but I guess I don't have a choice. I wish Trent (my husband) was here. I'm so tired of all this loss. Please pray that God brings my family some happiness. I think we're long overdue, and we all need a reason to smile these days.