Thank you, everyone! To be able to share about her has helped me immensely. Thank You!
And if you can (if dietary restrictions permit) won’t you please share a bit of your dinner, cut up bite-sized, with your pet that loves you? A little gentle rubbing behind the ears when they least expect it? They deserve so much more for what they give you. Please?
Thank You!
The kitties are going to get even more attention when I get home this evening.
Hang in there, Count Blucher. Thanks for sharing how close you and your cat were.
It helps us all to share our experiences (happy and sad) with everyone of kindred spirit.
O my cat only gets cat food (he has dietary restrictions) but he’s not starved for affection otherwise. He follows me everywhere like a dog. For some reason he does not appreciate it if I follow him around tho. 
I’m so sorry for your loss, Count. I didn’t want to read your post because I knew it would make me cry (it did) but I could tell you really wanted to share and be heard.
I give my baby Dolly parts of every meal. She’s a 90 lb dog so I have no choice! Last night I ate dinner without her and it was so strange.
Hugs to you.
I’m right there with you Count. My oldest boy Milo died a couple weeks ago - I haven’t had the heart to post about it. He had a long, mostly happy life, at least once he moved in with us. He had been a stray and had abandonment issues for quite some time after he came to us. He gave us a scare last year and I thought we were saying goodbye, but he surprised us and had another happy summer lying around on the deck being spoiled. In the end it was a respiratory infection he couldn’t fight off that did for him, not the kidney failure we’ve been expecting for two years. He was my shadow, the cat who met me at the door when I came home, sat on the bathroom counter in the mornings every day he could until the day before he died, and had to be on my lap whenever I sat down.
Take care, and yes, we always remember to pet the cats because someday they may not be there anymore.
I’m sorry for your loss, Count.
Count, you cat looks just like mine. I’m knocking off early today to go and cuddle with him.
Sorry for your loss as well Mrs Cakes.
So sorry for your loss. I’ve been there, and it hurts like hell.
She was a beautiful cat, with a pretty face and those cute little white paws. You were lucky to find each other, and you gave her a good life, for she was well-loved.
Getting another cat would be a different experience, but it is a tribute to her that you are considering it.
I’m so sorry Count Blucher, she sounds lovely and that pictures shows a very foxy smile!
You know it’s so weird but since my Tabby died, sometimes when I’m lying in bed with my eyes closed, half asleep, I hear that rumble she would make when she came into my bedroom late at night, then I feel the gentle hop onto the bed and soft glow of warmth through the covers as she nestles up against me. I daren’t open my eyes to see that she isn’t there.
Maybe one night you’ll be half asleep, and you’ll suddenly feel a soft little rumble through the covers on your chest.
Aren’t we lucky people, really, to have had the privilege of that feeling…
I would enjoy a story of one of her pranks, or quirks, if you feel like it? 
Condolences. It’s tough, sorry.
I’m just past the one year anniversary of putting down a much loved feline companion of 14 years. Still hurts a little but not as bad.
I’m so sorry for your loss, Count. You, too, Cake. There’s nothing like the unconditional love of a pet. Dog people don’t understand because cats can be so independent and stand-offish, but when you’ve been chosen by a cat you are blessed.
I lost my love Blue about 4 years ago. It was my husband’s first ever cat. He bonded so tightly with Blue – they’d play “hide and seek” around the house. I didn’t think he’d ever get over losing her. Then one day I stopped by the adoptions at PetsMart to get my kitty “fix” and found Squirt. We weren’t ready to adopt yet but Squirt called out to me. She wouldn’t shut up! It’s like she was saying, “Pick me! Take me home, dammit!” I told the husband all about it, but he wasn’t ready yet. About a month later we were in the area & I got him to go look at the kitties up for adoption. Squirt was still there! Much more quiet, losing weight & losing fur over being kept in a cage. We came home with Squirt that day & haven’t looked back. Fill that hole in your heart with a rescue kitty. It won’t be the same but it will be good. 