Last night about 6PM Tanner crossed over to the RB at home with me holding him and with the help of a good and kind vet. I got Tanner when he was only 8 weeks old. He had been with me for over 16 years, two moves, and a lot of crap in between. Last year he fell and developed herniated discs and he never quite recovered from that. But he was still the alpha cat and every other cat (and human) respected him for it.
This has been a yucky year (I lost my heart cat Brady, my mother, and my sister) and this was just the icing on the cake. But at least he is no longer in pain and he has joined with our other furry ones who are waiting for me at the RB.
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