Today I had to have her put down. She was 15 years and 7 months old. A beautiful, loving Calico with a sweet disposition. I cannot stop crying. She won't be there tonight when I prop myself up in bed to watch TV. I won't have a paw tapping me on the shoulder reminding me that she needs a head butt, a neck scratch, or just plain petting. I will never again see her curled up under the coffee table, sleeping at the foot of the bed, sunning herself in my flower garden, or hear her purring in my ear as I drift off to sleep. Yes, I can adopt and love another cat but he/she will never take the place of Ruby.
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