Nostalgic: My cat Lucky
Our handsome cat, Lucky was put to sleep at age 15 today. He lost his battle to feline aids and our surprise; it was very shocking!. He was a beautiful blondes tabby coat; extra toes often referred to as a Hemingway cat or a snowshoe cat. He weighed twenty-eight pounds.
You never can shake the sadness from your heart or stop the tears from streaming down your face, and no matter how many times we lose a pet, Lucky was my family member!
My husband was with him in the end; I was at work. I felt great guilt for not being able to hold him in my arms and to say good-bye. He was a mere twelve pounds when he died.
Lucky began to drop the weight a month prior. He had stopped eating and would not drink the water. Why didn’t I see his symptoms?
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