Sarcasmic wrote:My cat I had since I was 5 died on Friday. Bob was the nicest little cat you'd ever meet. I always said that the only people who didn't like cats were the ones who hadn't spent any time with him. He'd curl up under any blanket, if he could. He thought he was a dog, always following us around, coming when we called him. He was the best. I miss him.
Man. That sucks dude. Im sorry.
I still remember when my first dog died. He got so old, that he lost all his teeth. At the time, we were living on a 100acre cattle ranch, and he didnt eat dog food, he just went out and hunted for his food.
He still managed without teeth. It was pretty hilarious. He just smacked the mice with his paw, stunning them, and then swallowed them whole. I dont even think they were dead.
Sigh. He died while I was in the hospitol. He was the only dog I ever cried about losing.