On the 27th of January, Cloudy was put to rest. This is the last photo i took of her. The last time I saw her was last Sunday. I made a special trip into yard nine & spent lots of time with her in particular & i'm glad I did.

She had been suffering an upper respiratory infection for a couple of weeks now. I knew she wasnt well, and had had a feeling that she wouldnt be around much longer. I overheard Robyn say that her autopsy showed she'd had chlamydia. She had cysts & I think she had some cancer too, poor cloud.

She was also just very old. She came into the hospital in 1994, at about 2 yrs of age, suffering 3rd degree burns. So she was just extremely lucky to survive that & then to spend 12 long, happy years at the Hospital. She was very special & everyone loved her. She received a special milk formula twice daily, which in her younger days would almost jump on you for :) She was so gentle & placid. Though it was obvious she ruled yard nine & wasnt afraid to show the other girls who was boss ;)

We buried her yesterday, next to Miracle in yard nine, her yard :( I loved her & will miss her round little eared head so much.

“Of course it does. Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn’t nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight with misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand”

-Aldous Huxley Brave New World