I lost my cat Robin last month to cancer, she was 18. Robin was a little tortie with all the spunk and "tortitude" torties are reputed to have. Making the decision to put her to sleep was one of the hardest things I ever had to do. Holding her in my arms while she slowly drifted off to her final sleep is painful to think about beyond measure.
I recently adopted two sibling cats, but Robin will never be replaced. I hope she is chasing all the birds she can find wherever she is now. RIP Robin, you enriched my life and I miss you so much.
She was 17 when the above pic was taken.
I recently adopted two sibling cats, but Robin will never be replaced. I hope she is chasing all the birds she can find wherever she is now. RIP Robin, you enriched my life and I miss you so much.
She was 17 when the above pic was taken.