Long shitty fucked up day in Gooville yesterday and will continue for awhile. Had to put down our "Little" guy. He weighed 19 lbs
. Long story short, took him in for dental surgery and they discovered cancer in his jaw bones and it had spread to his lungs. Cried like a little girl all day and not much better today. He was like a dog and followed me everywhere. When I pull up to the house, he would be there waiting for me.
We had 9 animals when we moved here a little over 6 years ago and we are down to one cat. House just seems empty. Oddly enough, Lulu is the last one standing. She's a three time cancer survivor. 18 years old, a tripod from vaccine related sarcoma, and had other cancers removed two times.
Will miss my buddy...
Ladies!
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