Thank you everyone for all the kind words. I can't look at his pictures and not cry, but he's better now you know. I'm starting to see signs that his brother is realizing he's not around and doesn't understand why. He keeps looking for him, and he's not there. What can I do about this? We are all paying a little more attention to him, extra playtime, extra love, extra not yelling when he gets himself in trouble, but I think it's... making him worry. I don't know. Everyone here is feeling his passing, even those not in the immediate household, heck, even my dad who is so NOT a cat person, just... accepting. God I hope this gets easier. I keep thinking it's a dream. I'm going to wake up and everything is going to be fine. I swear I hear him in my sleep, clawing at the door wanting in to take his afternoon nap. I get up, and I realize he's not there. I'm loosing tons of sleep over this, but noone knows. Everyone is having their own emotional struggle with this, but I'm having a really hard time with it internally since I knew of the bond we had. Oi this has to get easier at some point right? I'm sorry I'm rambling. We all knew it was coming, but he faded very quickly after he got sick the other night. Within 2 hours, he was gone. I can't help but feel we should have done something more, but I think his body had given up on him. If the vet's couldn't help him, how could we? The only thing we could do is be there with him, for him, but once he got sick, even before he was gone, he was already gone. You could see it in his eyes. I knew he was soon to be destined to a better place. All you can offer is love sometimes, no matter how much it may hurt.