I usually pride myself on being extremely resilient, and able to trudge through drama while helping others trudge through their own. But damn it, I'm really sad because we had to put one of my favorite cats, Charlie (aka Chungquaine), to sleep yesterday. Her real name was Charlotte Perkins, but we never called her that. She slept with me every night, and stood on the edge of the shower peeping at me every morning. Charlie was having a lot of problems, and when I said goodbye to her yesterday morning she didn't even seem to recognize me. It's just hard to believe that such a sweet, loyal creature is no longer a part of this world.