I just said my good-byes to my boy Schroeder. I met the lady from the cat rescue in town. The house is lonely again. Although, Aroara is here with me. She keeps walking around hissing. This is the first time in a month that the door to my bedroom has been open when she has been inside. I'm sure she smells his scent in there. I hope she'll come in to sleep with me tonight. I am very sad, but also a little relieved. It was a lot of work having him here and making sure everyone was alright and separated. Maybe I'll just take a little time to relax before making any other kitty decisions. I might attempt to get one or two of the outside kitties to be more comfortable coming inside. If only I could have my Morgan back, all would be right in my house.