Today I sent out a 24 pound box full of "gifts" T. had given me over the years. That's as much as Mittens weighs. I'm not sure what T. will do with it. She might be shocked, she might not even open it, she might even send it back. Whatever happens, it's done. I've been praying for her because there is obviously something wrong with her for her to choose to end a friendship the way she did. No harsh thoughts. It's just The End.