Yes. Every minute of every day since I lost my 14 year old kitty on June 26. He was with me for 14 years, exactly half of my life. The past 5 months without him have been physically painful. A throbbing lump in my throat, a thousand cold knives in my chest, it takes everything I have in me to not collapse on the floor sometimes. I admit, when I do collapse, I stay there and let the feelings take over. I hear noises I've never heard before coming out.Webster was a surprise Christmas Kitty from my parents when I was 14. I suggested to my husband that we adopt a kitty together for Christmas this year. In my mind, I have so much pent of love-turned-sadness, maybe a new little fur ball will help me release some of that. We are going to start visiting different shelters in our area. The idea makes me feel a little better on one hand, but on the other, the idea of bringing a new kitty into my heart feels like a disservice to my boy.
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