>>I had to put my cat to sleep a few weeks ago. He wasnt a childhood cat per se, because I was 11 when we got him. But I'm a 25 year old grown up male and I cried like a little girl on multiple occasions around the time when we had to put him down. Hell of a way to spend my Christmas. My girlfriend couldnt believe how broken up I was. He had a brain tumor or something and had become like the walking dead, not eating for weeks and totally unresponsive. the vet said it was the only way. but he waited for us to come home for xmas to say goodbye. I watched him give his last breath after the lethal injection and buried him with my brother in the backyard that is now my parents and not really ours anymore. It hurt a hundred times more than my own grandmother's death. does that even make sense? For a snobby Egyptian cat, he was amazing and so loving. even my cat-hating friends liked him alright.

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>>I love you Pharaoh and hope that you are OK wherever you are now, catching lizards and what not. see you at the end.



Matt, it's ok to cry and grieve, he was a family member. I think teens especially have a bond with their pets. The pets provide unconditional love and someone the kids can tell things to trusting that the secret is safe. When we lose them, even if we are a bit older, that closeness is still there and our pet is still remembered.

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