a. weep bitterly
b. stomp my feet and walk away
c. fume, with optional steam escaping from my ears
d. all of the above
So, let me stay in denial for a bit longer, k?
In the meantime, let me introduce you to the wee beasties that run Chez Dickens. Here are Washington and Madison:

They came to us almost a year ago...quite unexpectedly. Last July, we had to say a very bitter farewell to little Elmo.
He was only 7, a true spitfire, and most dear to my husband. Elmo burned very brightly and my DH always feared that Elmo would burn out quickly. Unfortunately that came true last summer when Elmo contracted an acute kidney infection. During the course of the initial treatment at the Emergency Animal Hospital, we learned that Elmo's other kidney never developed properly and was completely unable to handle the overload. Within a few days, he was gone and our hearts were quite broken.
This is a picture of him about 2 weeks before he died, doing one of the things he loved best - cuddling in a cardboard box. Just a few months later, our best pals who live in Chicago were sent to Seattle in conjunction with their jobs. They had been extremely active in providing foster homes to cats while living in Chicago and during the course of this very laudable activity, had permanently adopted four of them...Washington and Madison were two of them. Their new home in Seattle only allowed for 2 cats and so our friends asked us to watch Washie and Maddie for a year. Having this request fall so shortly after we lost Elmo, we just couldn't see getting attached...which was an absolutely guarantee...and then having to say good-bye, again (even though we knew that the beasties would be back home safely). We hated having to disappoint our friends, but we were still mourning the loss of one very special feline.
After a week, our friends came back with another option: keep 'em for a year. If you love them, keep 'em for good. That way, they could start fostering again. How could we say no? Everyone wins...including some cats who will be in need sometime in the future.
Suffice it to say, we adore these two - brother and sister they are. Part of a litter found in a dumpster behind a restaurant somewhere in downtown Chicago in the dead of winter three years ago. All named after presidents (must be hard coming up with names when you foster so many animals) and these two are the only ones who survived that very harsh welcome to the world.
Within a few weeks, Washington and Madison had enriched our lives so much and it's hard to imagine each day without them!
