Paws is gone. I just got back from the vet's with my mom. The vet said there was a mass tumor in his throat and mouth. There was nothing that could be done except for what we did. He was suffering and we couldn't let him. Our vet also told us he went peacfully and quickly. My dad built him a coffin out of some pine wood we had. We put in some of his favorite blankets and his mouse. We just finished burring him in the backyard by the barn. His favorite spot. I know he is at the bridge playing with the other 2 female cats we lost 5 years ago and with my meme. She loved our cats.
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