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Feb 23, 2016 01:45

Such deep heartache in the house. I keep pretending he is here, his large black form curled up next to me on the couch. I hear myself say, "hey buddy." as I gently rub the empty cushion that still smells like him. He was my bud. And I miss him ( Read more... )

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aanor February 27 2016, 07:57:07 UTC
Thank you for sharing this. It's very moving.

Reading this has actually inspired me to be nicer to my cat. Actually take the time to pet him when he's meowing at me first thing in the morning and I just want to make my tea before my son wakes up. Actually take the time to remember why I like having him around. And also to take him to the vet, I don't even want to admit how overdue for vaccines he is.

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