Our kitties are our babies, the grief is no less than losing a child.

I had to make that painful decision on my own for my very first furkid. He was 19. I grew up with him, he was the furry love of my life.

That was over five years ago and just thinking about him or even seeing a picture will still bring tears to my eyes.

Although I have brought more furkids into my life, there will never be quite another him.

I've always found losing someone either a person or a long loved furkid only time eases the pain, there is no magic number or length of time, it's something that has to heal in your heart.

Cherish your memories, no one can take those from you.

((hugs))