We had to say goodbye to Tommy the Cat today.
He lived a long life that was filled with love, catnip mice and sleep…lots and lots of sleep. When he wasn’t sleeping, you could always count on him to throw a meow or two your way…I had some of the greatest conversations ever with Tommy.
Rest in Peace Tom… we’ll always love you.
So sorry. My husband and I still get weepy about when we had to put down Calvin. It was over 10 years ago but…damn, we loved that cat.
You know the ends come with the beginnings. You don’t like it, but you accept it.
My sincerest condolences on the loss of your fur baby. Animals gives us their all, unconditionally. Hurts so hard to say goodbye but it’s worth it for the trip.
Can we please see a picture of the real Tommy? Please?
It’s always painful and hard when a furbaby crosses the bridge, no matter how prepared for it you think you are. They take a piece of our heart with them. I grieve with you.
I still cry over my past furbabies crossing the bridge, even 20 years later I tear up….
Here he is:
Thank you so much for the picture. Tommy was a beautiful big handsome boy.
I see he liked to ‘help’ with the laundry. Clothing is just not completely ready to wear without some cat hair on them. Speaking of which, I think I’ll go get some for my outfit from my mom’s cat Bijoux right now, and give him a hug too.
Just noticed: Tommy looks like a short haired version of my sis’ past furbaby Wuzzy (as in Fuzzy Wuzzy). 18# of pure love.