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The perfect gift for the cat person that already has "everything" (they won't have one of these, trust me ;))

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Lost my little buddy this morning. She came to me as a 2 year old stray in 2012. The most gentle and loyal cat with the softest fur I've ever seen. She developed a few medical issues this last year, which were being managed successfully, but sadly she suffered a stroke or aneurysm this morning and passed in my arms while at the animal hospital.

They leave such a hole in our hearts when they go. RIP Willow. You'll be sorely missed.

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Lost my little buddy this morning. She came to me as a 2 year old stray in 2012. The most gentle and loyal cat with the softest fur I've ever seen. She developed a few medical issues this last year, which were being managed successfully, but sadly she suffered a stroke or aneurysm this morning and passed in my arms while at the animal hospital.

They leave such a hole in our hearts when they go. RIP Willow. You'll be sorely missed.

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Beautiful cat. Sounds like you gave her a great life.
 
Who's not being tormented by the 17yo who's been in our house since 2008 who had a stroke two years ago (around the same time our other long time cat was dying of cancer, a few months after we had to say goodbye we adopted the little demon above) and is a little extra special these days.
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Today was a beautiful day, Mr Poo ... a beautiful day.

It's Good Friday and the sun is shining, maybe just a bit too brightly, but it's warm and springtime.
It's unfortunate you had to go today around 3PM. We've had 15 years and I've pulled you from trouble, traps, nippy dogs, and a handful of ticks along the way. The last few months have been tough, but that's over now, so take a nap or maybe have a snack.
We'll be along to visit in no time.

Say ... did I mention today was a beautiful day?

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Gratuitous dog pic in the Cat Thread. Can't resist.
Meet Mochi, the Siberian-Malamute mix.

October 3, 2020 ... a bit over 5lbs.
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March 15, six months later.
Over 50lbs. and stealing the Black Hole of Comfort

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As the pup grew, The Old Gray Man in my avatar grew smaller. Kitty suffered from a intestinal disorder that made him even more hungry as he got progressively thinner over the course of several months. I call it the long goodbye as I watched him fade away from his former size and self. It was an everyday occurrence to find him peering at me in the wee hours of the morning, beggaring for food. Thankfully, for him that's over now.
He lost the will to play but not the urge to be nosy or hunt, that was too well ingrained. He was never de-clawed as I felt it was akin to cutting off fingertips and mangling what Nature intended, even as he got naughty and shredded things.
He always loved to sniff the wind and feel the Sun. It's something to appreciate, and maybe that's one of the simple lessons the small souls are here to teach us along the way. I still expect to find him peering at me from around the corner, but I know better. We will cremate Poo Monday. Sleep tight, Old Man.
 
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Today was a beautiful day, Mr Poo ... a beautiful day.

It's Good Friday and the sun is shining, maybe just a bit too brightly, but it's warm and springtime.
It's unfortunate you had to go today around 3PM. We've had 15 years and I've pulled you from trouble, traps, nippy dogs, and a handful of ticks along the way. The last few months have been tough, but that's over now, so take a nap or maybe have a snack.
We'll be along to visit in no time.

Say ... did I mention today was a beautiful day?

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Cheers buddy, will have one for that beautiful guy this evening.
 
Gratuitous dog pic in the Cat Thread. Can't resist.
Meet Mochi, the Siberian-Malamute mix.

October 3, 2020 ... a bit over 5lbs.
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March 15, six months later.
Over 50lbs. and stealing the Black Hole of Comfort

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As the pup grew, The Old Gray Man in my avatar grew smaller. Kitty suffered from a intestinal disorder that made him even more hungry as he got progressively thinner over the course of several months. I call it the long goodbye as I watched him fade away from his former size and self. It was an everyday occurrence to find him peering at me in the wee hours of the morning, beggaring for food. Thankfully, for him that's over now.
He lost the will to play but not the urge to be nosy or hunt, that was too well ingrained. He was never de-clawed as I felt it was akin to cutting off fingertips and mangling what Nature intended, even as he got naughty and shredded things.
He always loved to sniff the wind and feel the Sun. It's something to appreciate, and maybe that's one of the simple lessons the small souls are here to teach us along the way. I still expect to find him peering at me from around the corner, but I know better. We will cremate Poo Monday. Sleep tight, Old Man.

That hits home. Aforementioned cat we lost to cancer a couple years ago developed an aggressive tumor on the base of her tongue. Vet said there was nothing we could do apart from pain meds (removal would have required the whole tongue which wasn't an option and this kind of cancer any other treatment would probably only make her far more uncomfortable while only slightly prolonging the inevitable). She was still a cuddler to the very end while we watched her wither away over several months as it got more painful to eat as pain meds got less effective and she lost use of her tongue. At the end she was screaming for food but she just couldn't eat it any more. We and the vet had to say it was time.

My niece only met her a few times but adored her. She got a little kitty stuffed animal that went by the same name (and looked a lot like her too). Earlier this year she gave that little stuffed animal to us saying she hoped it reminded us of her. One of the sweetest things I think I've ever experienced. It lives on top of the wooden urn holding her ashes.

She went by many names (as all of our cats do). We adopted her as Chloe, but was never that. The enduring one was Mrrrrrrr (what my neice called her) after the excited chirp she'd make when you called her.
 
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