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. [Posted in FML 5392]