Kleenex needed.
My blog friend Anthony, also in NJ but the side closer to Philly than NY, put his beloved 18 year old cat Kitty down today.
He wrote a lovely tribute to his beloved fur friend, along with pictures.
Putting down your best friend is something I did with my previous cat. It was the worst day of my adult life.
I hope those who read this can pop over to Anthony's blog, read about his beautiful friend and see his pictures as well.
Monday, September 14, 2009
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Dear Madam,
It is said that no one is truly sad when old men die. It's the memories of a long life that matter, not the sadness of death. May the permanency of these images give him a small measure of immortality.
Hello Mr. Trombley.
I agree with you. My Godmother's mother in law died at 108 back in 2002, and her funeral was a celebration of life. On the other hand, I once went to a funeral of a very small child- and that was heart breaking.
I will pass this on to my friend. You said it so eloquently.
Thank you for visiting my blog. I really enjoyed reading yours the other night.
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