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
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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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