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by JB
(NY)

Mickey, my beloved tuxedo cat, passed away early this morning at age 13 after suffering a multitude of diseases that include triaditis, hyperthyroidism, renal failure and possibly cancer at the very end.

He lost his uncle, Snoopy, a year ago and was already ill himself. I firmly believe he stayed with me for the year to help me heal even though he himself was missing Snoopy terribly. I know they are together again and that I should be comforted by that thought.

However, I already miss our daily routines that included me hand-feeding him twice a day so he would take his medications. Every night he would curl up in my armpit until I went to sleep. Every morning he greeted me when he heard the alarm. He was a "love-sponge" - he couldn't get enough kisses or time together. He would lie in my arms with his paws around me, his version of a hug.

Our bond was truly unique and absolute. I sit here gazing at pictures of them both and think how foolish I was all those years ago when they were young and healthy and I took that time for granted. Ever since Snoopy passed away, I'd tell Mickey every day that I loved him more than anything in the world. I love them both and hope that they are indeed waiting for me; that is the only thought that can make this bearable.

Sleep well, little Nuggles, and know that I will look forward to our reunion every single day of my life.