We had to say goodbye to Morgan today. This morning she had a massive stroke, she could no longer walk, she could no longer see. The world around her, the one that took her so very long to trust, changed in an instant. Morgan came to Saints in 2009. It took her two years to allow a small handful of people come near her, but she still rarely sought attention from anyone other than Carol. Over time she came to realize the staff and volunteers were there to serve her, and she would often demand meals, but still not be interested in being touched. Morgan got all the affection she needed from her best friend, Tang. We will all miss you Morgan, though none more than a certain orange cat, whose bed is half empty tonite.