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Post by strat-0 on Jun 28, 2008 15:31:24 GMT -5
One of my favorite boards at the old RS boards was “Pet Sounds,” where, for a couple of years, people talked about animals and their pets, etc. Later it was revived here. I have made many posts over the years about my little black kitty, Cassie. Well, she’s gone now. We knew it was near for a couple of days, and this morning she was gone. I should be happy – she lived a long and happy life, and went out peaceful. I am thankful for that, but after 20 years of her being in my life – everywhere I’ve been, she’s been there. It’s awfully hard. I’ve seen to her needs for 20 years (and KayJay has helped for eight). She was a good friend and a loving companion. She was awfully fond of me. She was a very good cat, too, and often entertaining and hysterically funny. She was also very effective at her job of pest control and deterrence, up until her recent retirement. I don’t think there will ever be another one like her. I will miss her so terribly. I already do. It feels like the end of an era, and I guess it is. All this may seem silly to some, but you have to keep in mind, I’m talking about 20 years here, 20 years! Today, I did the last thing I had to do for her. My heart is very heavy today. So long, Cassie. Thanks for everything. We won’t forget you.
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Post by RocDoc on Jun 28, 2008 15:43:22 GMT -5
a kitty over 20 years definitely becomes 'family'.
i feel for you, buddy.
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Post by Ayinger on Jun 29, 2008 9:06:34 GMT -5
It's something when you realize that's a companion that you've had for nearly half your life...that's a big hole.
hmmm,,,my youngest feline just this very second spied me from the other side of the bed, ambled over without a single beckon and gave me a quick meow before settling down on the edge here by my chair. Funny, huh? Cats to me have this mysterious thing going on....like they just "know" what's up. They can be so damn independent but when they want to be social, *boom* they're right there (often demanding it!).
It sounds hard, but my first thought to you Jeff is to tell you to go out and get another cat. I did that when I lost my last one and quickly became so glad that I did. And I didn't pick him out at the store...he picked me. I can't imagine now what the place would be like without him..... After all, he just made the effort to come over and remind me.
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Post by rocknroller on Jun 29, 2008 17:26:58 GMT -5
Sorry to hear about your cat Strato. When my first dog Logi died of cancer three years ago I was just sick inside. That was the first and last time in awhile now that I broke down and cried. Bawled like a baby and got really drunk on Ron Rico and coke.
After a year I acquired Toodles and while Toodles fills a large portion of the hole left inside from the death of Logi some feelings still weigh heavily on my heart when I think of her. She was a very smart, intelligent doggie.
I still keep a pic' of Logi on my dresser. I had her cremated and scattered her ashes in a place where she loved to play, a place where the red fern grows.
Sounds sappy but its true.
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Post by strat-0 on Jul 4, 2008 10:44:07 GMT -5
Thanks, guys.
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