This evening around 6pm I had to help my little boy to thr Bridge.  My
heart is broken.  my honey bun stole my heart the first time our eyes
met in the pet store, that is why i named him Bandit.  He was just a tiny
kit back then.  We spent years eating breakfast together.  he greeted me
the minute I'd walk into the house after work.  He slept in the bed next
to me and on my stomach during our many catnaps together.

Yesterday I found him motionless and probably in an hypoglcemic
episode.  We gave him shots, and feed him chicken baby food and
Gatorade.  I held him in my arms over 24 hours.  On and off he would
have seizures-convoltions.  He fought so hard to stay with me.  Today
I had to love him enough to let him go.

Although I still have others my house seems so empty.

Please greeters look for a hefty bulldog bodied black sable.  He is
the quiet type.  I told him to look up his buddies Raz, the black cat:
Ty-Ty(who just arrived last week) a beautiful silvermitt, Puppy aka
Blazer (a gorgous thick haired panda blaze boy) and Jessie (a DEW) you
might find her wardancing around.

PLEASE tell my boy that I love him so much and I will one day come to
him and we can be together.  I am NOT mad at him for getting sick.  I
thank him for all the years of love, affection and joy that he brought
to me.  I will always hold him tight in my heart.

I am so sorry my little one!!!!!!

With all our love,
Mommie, Jacob, and the rest of the fur gang- Sid, Zena, Hermanie,
Presious, Taz and Pretty Lady (Powder) The cats-Sheba and Shadow.

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