Actually, a tough weekend.
My sweet girl, Bishop, has died.
She's had some elderly cat issues over the last couple of months. Sadly, everything caught up with her this weekend and she finally left me this morning. She didn't suffer and died peacefully and comfortably. I am grateful for that.
I am still having a shitty day and I will miss her forever.
Hug your pet for me.
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So sorry for your loss, GB. I recall the day in the old purple hatch when you first announced you were adopting Rook and Bishop, and of course your various updates over the years. Doesn't seem that long ago to me, but of course it was probably a good 15-16 years ago. While that's a good, happy long life for a cat, it's never long enough for their humans. As writer J.F. Riordin once wrote, "They were born to break our hearts".
Be well, my friend.
Thanks Barnum. I appreciate your condolences very, very much.
As someone much wiser than I once observed, all relationships by definition are destined to end in one form of tragedy or other.
I am fortunate that Bishop and Rook gave me years of friendship and love and a lifetime of wonderful memories.
Hug your pet for me.
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