|Purred: Mon Mar 14, '11 9:54am PST |
|Batley would've been 18 today. He died 3 days ago of old age. It wasn't quite as peaceful as we would've hoped, but it certainly could have been much, much worse. Luckily my mom and I both were there with him. I'm still getting used to him being gone. I half expect him to come click-clacking across the kitchen floor, or glance disdainfully at us from across the bedroom. We still have a dog, but he's older too and was just diagnosed with cancer.
I'm just glad Batley's not in pain or is uncomfortable.
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