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As an adult, I've lost more than a few dogs and cats.
Though I do love the two we have now, I miss Cassie (Boston Terrier mix) & Samara (female Dobie) the most of those who have passed.
No that's a damnable lie. I miss them all.
I had to watch as they all died, except two cats I adopted after Mom passed, they both went out and died in the woods alone.
Listening to the one Boston Terrier crying in pain tore me up so bad I can't even relate.
We had a cat put down (about seven years ago now), and I can still hear the moan when the vet did the deed.

It doesn’t get easier. Ever.
 
They're not human, but pets are part of the family. We grieve when we lose them. I had a Betta several years ago named Fred. I wept when he died.

I hate to bring the thread down, but here's something some may find interesting:

I'm not saying I have The Shining or something like that, but when my brother passed, I woke up from a deep sleep and knew he was gone. In fact the time they put on his death certificate was 3:15am. I woke up at 3:13am.

Several years ago, my girlfriend at the time bought a Bernese Mountain Dog, Digby. He and I got really really close. So close that after she and I broke up, she would still invite me to come visit to spend time with him. It's an arrangement that my most recent ex and I have with our two cats, Cupcake and Sushi.

Anyway, I was at the Art Museum here in Houston one day. On Thursdays it is free, so I will sometimes go if I have a doctor's appointment as the museum district is right next to the medical center. Well, I was in the Asian section and was looking at a statue of The Buddha. I am not particularly religious, but for some reason that statue moved me tremendously. So much so that I started crying, and couldn't stop. I actually had to leave the museum. Well, the next day I got an email from Lisa (my ex) and she told me that Digby had died the previous day. Turns out that the time he died was around the same exact time I started crying in the museum. Now, I wouldn't come to me for lottery numbers or anything, but it shows the emotional and sometimes ethereal connection we form with our pets.
 
Katt is a real gift. Yes, i will miss her dearly when the time comes. Until then, all she gets is love, Love, LOVE
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Clement so sorry to hear about Katt. As pet owners we all know what we signed up for at adoption. And we all know how it ends. All we can do is love them, enjoy them and treat them kindly.
And for me and my wife the only way to fill that gaping hole in your heart, when they are gone, is to fill it with another kitten or puppy.
 
Clement so sorry to hear about Katt. As pet owners we all know what we signed up for at adoption. And we all know how it ends. All we can do is love them, enjoy them and treat them kindly.
And for me and my wife the only way to fill that gaping hole in your heart, when they are gone, is to fill it with another kitten or puppy.
I SO appreciate your (and others) thoughts and words. I knew what i was signing up for adopting a 17-year-old, three-legged cat! She sure did work her way into my heart quickly. Lately, she's been spending the whole night with me! And because she is used to my showering her with attention, she demands more of it all through the night! She's a real cutie, even when she's depriving me of sleep! I took this picture as evidence since i've been dragging ass lately!
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