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I posted a message in the Grief section but I also wanted to post a message here. My precious cat, Tank, has gone missing and it appears that he won't be coming back. I'm a mess, completely overwhelmed with sadness. I've had many animals pass away in my life, all of which affected me, but this time it is absolutely heartbreaking. I can't express my feelings of guilt and loss without getting emotional and without breaking down in tears. I can't believe he's gone.
About a year ago, Tank was diagnosed with diabetes and that is when I found this site. I want to say thank you for providing a place where people can share ideas, consult, and comfort each other. It is obvious that we all care a great deal about our cats. Thank you to the people who responded to all the questions I had and who helped me learn how to manage the diabetes. I was able to manage it to the best of my ability and he seemed to be just fine this past year.
Tank was given to me by a co-worker after his dog brought Tank up to the house. He was only a couple of days old. I
bottle fed him (which was hard work!) and cared for him night and day. He grew up to be my constant companion and I loved him dearly. He loved to drink water from the kitchen faucet and sleep between my feet. He loved to play with straws and loved to "help" me change the sheets on the bed. He loved to sleep, belly up, on my front porch. Things will never be the same without him.
Chris
About a year ago, Tank was diagnosed with diabetes and that is when I found this site. I want to say thank you for providing a place where people can share ideas, consult, and comfort each other. It is obvious that we all care a great deal about our cats. Thank you to the people who responded to all the questions I had and who helped me learn how to manage the diabetes. I was able to manage it to the best of my ability and he seemed to be just fine this past year.
Tank was given to me by a co-worker after his dog brought Tank up to the house. He was only a couple of days old. I
bottle fed him (which was hard work!) and cared for him night and day. He grew up to be my constant companion and I loved him dearly. He loved to drink water from the kitchen faucet and sleep between my feet. He loved to play with straws and loved to "help" me change the sheets on the bed. He loved to sleep, belly up, on my front porch. Things will never be the same without him.
Chris
You made me cry and smile all in the same post.... I guess that is what our fur family members that pass are suppost to do!