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My cat died this morning.
I came home this morning about 0845, and found that my 2.75 year old cat had passed away very early this morning. I saw her just last night, and everything seemed fine for the most part. However, she was several hours deceased when I discovered her in my shower this morning.
I have owned her since she was only about 8 weeks old, maybe less than that. I called Mom almost immediately, and about 90 minutes later, we buried her out behind the parsonage near my Mom's dogs the last of whom passed a week after Thanksgiving last year.
Needless to say, today is a rough day for me, but I am going to be fine. I know this, but I am going to miss the little girl, her greetings at the door, her inconvenient cuddles, and waking to see her curled in place by the head of my bed.
I am now needing to find a new cat to keep Shade (my male black cat) company. He does not do well being alone, and being the introvert that he is, it is even worse.
I am sorry if my thoughts are rather scattered, instead of being neat and orderly, but I have not been having a very good day at all.
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