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His brother died 2 months ago, so I was expecting it, they’d both been aging and it was their time. But I really miss the little buggers. They both had a great life, I say they hit the rescue cat lottery when I picked them.

I’m pretty upset about it, even though I was as prepared as I could be. They were entertaining, sweet little jerks.

Treat your animals kindly, they don’t have much time on this earth. They are innocent, loving creatures who trust you and depend on you.

His brother died 2 months ago, so I was expecting it, they’d both been aging and it was their time. But I really miss the little buggers. They both had a great life, I say they hit the rescue cat lottery when I picked them. I’m pretty upset about it, even though I was as prepared as I could be. They were entertaining, sweet little jerks. Treat your animals kindly, they don’t have much time on this earth. They are innocent, loving creatures who trust you and depend on you.
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It is sad to lose a pet, I wish you comfort. This is the cycle with pets, joy (plus stepping barefoot in a hairball) and then such loss when they are gone. I wouldn't trade it for pet free life. It keeps us in touch with our mortality and aging. They had a good home with you.

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They did, I know they were as happy as a cat can be, and I wouldn’t trade this sorrow for never having known them, I think that simple relationships like this are a gift from God, and a way to teach us compassion. My suffering will ebb, replaced by fond memories, but for them, life was a joy, and I take comfort in in that. I meant the world to them. Their last memories were of me, my voice comforting them, my hands stroking them. That’s not a bad way to go.