That night, we washed her off in the laundry sink, and introduced her to the other animals in our home. I told my mom we would find another home for her, but I knew that was a lie. My mom named her Baby. I called her Babushka. We saw her grow up into a healthy lady, deliver two litters, and become a crotchety old woman. Yesterday, her kidneys started failing, and today she closed her eyes for the last time.
I will tell you about Squam later. I am glad I had a great healing experience at Squam before coming home to this loss. But for tonight, I'm going to allow myself the tears. I love you, Babushka.