Goodbye Marmite.

The Sofa is Sad. It seems to be having lots of bad things happening to it in the past two years. First it lost its pet rabbit, Bob, then her father, then her two cats, Rastus and Charlie, and then two of its kittens and her cat ran away.

Now its little kitten, Marmite, 5 weeks old, has died. She was the only kitten that survived of her mother's litter: The Sofa knows not if she had any others, as she had them outside. It was a very small kitten, and no matter how much she was combed, she got fleas. For the last two days, she got very weak. Her mother didn't feed her, so The Sofa and family had to feed her with a pipette.

Getting in this evening, The Sofa found a very hungry kitten, who she fed. Only instead of going to sleep, she started miaowing, and then, she was breathing only a little. The Sofa's attempts at kitten CPR sadly failed.

For a couple of hours The Sofa was full of grief. Then, it just...went. The Sofa believes that, while you need a time for grief, but everything must come to an end, so we really just need to get on with it. We need a time for regretting what could have happened, but after that we need to firstly remember what good happened to the life, and secondly move on.

'Everything has its time, and everything ends.'

R.I.P Marmite

-The Sofa