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DoubleJo, Thank you so much for your support! And thank you for sharing your "Mushroom" story... it is inspiring. I think sometimes we just get so overwhelmed with sorrow and grief it is difficult to imagine ever feeling whole or happy again. Hugs, Susanne

DoubleJo--I'm so sorry to hear about Kingsley Marsh; he must have been very special. I can now understand that we never "get over it" and I agree... there is always going to be that deep sense of loss for our "special" furry children. I feel guilty about not having the same bond with Boliver's sister and litter mate, Nadia. Truth is, he never allowed her to get close to me... he was a mama's boy. Now that my sweet boy is gone, she has come out of her shell a little bit and I try to give her extra attention. We are thinking about getting a baby kitty for all of us. We know we can't ever replace our Boliver... just hoping to have a good distraction from the overwhelming sadness and have some life around the house. We'd also save a life by adopting from a shelter. I don't know if it is too soon and we should wait or if it's the right thing to do. Hugs, Susanne

I'm so sorry to hear about your loss of Kitty Grey. I can relate to the guilt you feel about not being as close to the other cats. I, too, bonded with my sweet boy, Boliver. I felt like he was my soul mate. It is so difficult to do even the smallest task around the house without thinking about how much I miss him... I can't even go into the bathroom without feeling lonely... yes, he used to follow me there, too. He did the adorable head butts for attention and nibbles on my ankles. He would get into bed in the morning and hit me gently with his paw until I woke up! It is just so hard for most people to understand how strong the bond is and that it is as great a loss as any loss. Just wanted to let you know that I understand and my heart goes out to you! Susanne

DoubleJo, thank you for your very kind words! They mean so much. I agree, love never dies. Susanne

I've been struggling with the loss of my sweet Siamese boy cat, Boliver, for the past six weeks. Coming to terms with the loss of a best friend and confidant is so terribly painful. And having people dismiss your loss because "he was just a cat" is frustrating and hurtful. Boliver came into my life eleven years ago. He chose me. Nobody wanted him because he was the runt of the litter and scraggly. When I went to pick up his sister... he ran over to me, jumped on my lap and climbed up onto my shoulders and over my head and back onto my lap. He won my heart and I had no choice... I had to take him home. From that day on, he told me exactly what he wanted and when and I catered to him. He grew into a handsome boy and delighted us every day. He greeted me at the door when I came home and never left my side when I was sick. He had a huge personality and we feel so empty without him. With regard to the heart/mind struggle, someone recently told me... "When you try to comprehend and make sense of something incomprehensible and your heart feels the pain of loss, your mind lags behind, trying to comprehend something new into your psyche. The pain is in your heart, while your mind lingers the facts of what happened, recalling the scene of the crime against your heart." These words express exactly how I feel. My heart goes out to all of you![attachmentid=317]

Hi, I called a pet psychic (Suzan Vaughn out of CA) after my sweet Siamese boy cat, Boliver, (11 years old) went missing. He was gone for three weeks and I was going crazy doing everything possible (flyers, neighbors, shelters, ads, etc.) when I knew in my gut what happened--that he had passed on. She told me things about Boliver that she could never have guessed. What she told me gave just broke my heart and, at the same time, gave me peace of mind. I still cry every day and every time I think of my sweet boy who made me laugh and filled my heart with complete delight. I hope this helps!