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 Member 11349 Level 18.07 Aug 2006 
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I had a cat who died two years ago, the day before my 17th birthday. He was technically my sister's cat but he lived with my parents and I. He was 19 years old.
He had a lot of personality. He was around when I was really little, and my parents told me he'd hang around my crib and watch me a lot. When he was about to go, he'd walk around the house and wail, and go into corners and just sit there. My mom said he was looking for a place to die.  They ended up having to put him down. We were all really sad because it was like having a kid of yours die. For months afterward I had quite a few dreams where he'd randomly appear.Jam it back in, in the dark. |
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