InquisitiveInHalifax
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I always thought that I wouldn't be one of those crazy people that mourns pets like they were family members but one of my cats had a stroke and had to be put down this morning and I feel as though I've lost my right arm.
He was the most dependable creature in my life the last 5 years or so, he'd greet me at the door when I came home from work and join me in the bathroom while I brushed my teeth and got ready in the morning. He was a big cat (we think he was part Maine Coon) but he was a gentle giant, he'd never scratch or bite anyone. He was always up for a rub down and though he didn't meow quite right (he was kind of mute) he could purr really loud to let you know how much he enjoyed your company. No matter how upset I was I could count on him to make me feel less alone and bring a smile to my lips.
I just felt as though I needed to share that, thanks for listening
-R
He was the most dependable creature in my life the last 5 years or so, he'd greet me at the door when I came home from work and join me in the bathroom while I brushed my teeth and got ready in the morning. He was a big cat (we think he was part Maine Coon) but he was a gentle giant, he'd never scratch or bite anyone. He was always up for a rub down and though he didn't meow quite right (he was kind of mute) he could purr really loud to let you know how much he enjoyed your company. No matter how upset I was I could count on him to make me feel less alone and bring a smile to my lips.
I just felt as though I needed to share that, thanks for listening
-R