I still experience so much grief for my RB kitty Tier. He passed away on June 23rd, '05, due to spinal, nerve, etc, complications.

I mourn for him every day. I bawl every time I think about him. I am still devastated without my kitty companion. It didn't even really hit me until a few days ago that he is gone. I will never play fetch with him, he won't open any doors, he won't drink out of the toilet (endearing, in retrospect ), he won't try to eat ranch dressing, he won't be here to eat lettuce, etccccc...

Grief. Neverending, eh?