My cat is 11, and i cry just thinking about having to let her go.
But i always tell people (that loose an animal that they love) that the animal was so lucky. Cats especially seem to be treated like absolute crap. Sneakers was lucky enough to end up with a human that loved her so much, that is so grief ridden over her death, that considered her family, her best friend. She could have ended up with someone that abandoned her on moving day, or absued her, or just been a stray and lived a very limited life. Instead she was treated with dignity and respect, which is how every animal should be treated, but most arent. She was loved and had a great life and you should cherish all the great memories. Maybe one day in the future (when youve dealt with the loss of your best friend) you can save another cat, and treat it with the same level of respect and show it the same kind of love. That way sneakers memory can live on
I tell mojo everyday how happy i am to have her in my life, and that i know she makes me a better person. I truly believe that. And although i think i will need to be institutionalized when she goes, i will try to keep telling myself that it was an honour to know her and have her in my life.
oh jeeze, now im weeping like a baby....