You've got that right. We were with him until the end - laughing, telling Jake stories until the vet said he was gone. He had a great life and a loving departure we can only hope.
Thanks, Snowy. Better these days. We'll be spreading his ashes in the backyard, one of our favourite camping spots in Algonquin and my in-laws farm. Places he loved being.
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Thanks for the poem. I like what it says, even though it's about a dog, not a cat.... :-)
Take care.
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