He’s gone

After 13 years with me, my cat Ciccio has died. His kidneys were shutting down, and although I tried for force feed him for two weeks he kept fading away at an alarming rate until he wasn’t able to go on any longer. I still can’t believe he’s gone. Sometimes I forget that he’s dead and then I look around the room and when I can’t find him, I remember.

I held him in my arms until the end. I will never forget him, and I will forever love him.

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