Mom and I buried Nutter about ten minutes ago. They had to put her to sleep last Saturday so she wouldn't just starve to death. She'd been sick on and off for about a year, so this wasn't unexpected, but it still hurts. She might have been *just* a cat, but she was a good friend to me for twelve years, and I think we were good cat-owners in turn. I don't know how much more one can ask from the pet/pet-owner relationship. We pretty much had it all.
Now, at least, she gets to be outside and in a cardboard box, two of her very favorite things.
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