The other day my cat, Whizzy, had to be put to sleep. I knew the little bastard a long time, he was 20 years old. Later that day, riding the bus, I happened to open a book of Hart Crane poems to the following and started bawling on the damn bus
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Again, I am very sorry about your loss, though it is clear you had a long and lovely friendship to look back upon.
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after we had to put one of our cats down a few year ago, it was hard to see a little patch of shed fur when I would clean- it's start the tears flowing..
One day, maybe not soon, you may feel ready to adopt another cat who needs to meet you.
20 years, what a good long life in cat years...
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I'm so sorry.
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