So Peanut died today.
And didn’t really intend for Tumblr to become a diary, but I have a little story to make out of this. So we got Lily and Peanut as a Mommy-Kitten “package”-type of thing. (Lily only had one kitten her first litter, and we named him/her Peanut.)
Peanut was about three weeks old this week, and starting to explore the house a little more. And since we have older kittens, the dogs thought they would like to play with Peanut, too. (But a too rough, obviously.)
Anyway, Peanut died this morning. Tonight. I’m laying in bed looking the picture of Peanut I’m going to send to my mom’s email to print for my little sister.
Lily walked across my keyboard and a message popped up;
“Are you sure you want to permanently move this item to the trash?”