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We said good bye to our dear Flaco today. He was just shy of 17. He came tumbling through our front door in St. Augustine, Trinidad those many years ago, skinny, flea infested, broken tail and burned whiskers. I thought I would comfort him a few days and then have to put him down. Less than a week later, with a little help from cod liver oil, he was fine. He was by far the sweetest cat I have ever known. So loving and affectionate. All he ever wanted was to be with us or, if not us, other cats. He was a kind and gentle soul and I miss him terribly. We knew it was time, however, he had been going down hill for awhile and we decided to make the decision now before he became completely confused and in pain. Oh I will miss him so! But I do not regret helping him to his next adventure. I hope I see him when I begin mine.
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