I lost my cat back in February, the day before Valentine's Day. I had her for 17 years. She was barely alive when I found her and I knew she was on her way out. But, she was holding on for me. I let my hubby take her to the vet and told them to let them do what they had to do. I just didn't want him to call back and ask me what to do. There are times when I can talk about her without a problem. But, there are times I can't finish a sentence about her without tears starting to flow. I stopped treating her like a cat when she was about 3 years old. She really was my buddy and I loved her so much. I guess I just wonder how long it's supposed to hurt so bad. And is it normal for me to feel this way so long afterwards? I guess you can tell this was my first pet. We have a dog now, but it's not the same. I love him dearly, but I don't know that I will ever have (or want) the connection I had with my kitty. Don't know how normal that is either. What do you all think?
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