My childhood cat was just put down. She lived in Indiana with my parents, and while I was on a video call, I couldn't give her a final hug goodbye or a scratch behind the ears. She was 18 years old and basically died of old age, though the final kidney failure was sudden. She lived a life full of love and treats. It doesn't matter how much you think you know it's coming, you're never ready. I wish I could have visited her one more time. I'm not OK tonight. I love you Kitty. Goodbye.

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