But there is one thing that's helping me through it. I told myself that the day my cat refuses to eat treats will be the day I know he's ready to go. And today he did that. He ate one and it was too much for him and it confirmed it in my mind that it's a good time to let him go.
God I'm gonna miss the little bugger. 17 years old. I don't remember a time without this cat.
Bye baby.
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