I just came back from the vet... My cat was put to sleep. Got a call at work from my mom that my gf found her laying on the lawn, barely breathing. When I got there, the doc said nothing could be done. I had her for almost twenty years. Most of my life. I can't believe she's gone. That cat was everything to me. I don't even know how I feel right now. Holding her in my arms, as she slipped away, and gave me one last purr, and my hand a final lick, was the most excruciatingly painful thing I've ever gone through in my life. I'm really not okay right now. I miss her so much already. Don't know that I've ever felt pain like this. I think I'm going to get very, very, drunk.
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