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We put our old Sheltie, Bearry, to sleep last summer. He was 18. That was one of the roughest days of my life. I didn't ever remember not having Bearry around. And some of the stuff you say Gracie did, he did, too. He'd sit with us when we were sick, and nuzzle us when we were sad. He'd herd us to bed at night, once he got too tired to stay up, and each night, as he crawled up to sleep, he'd wander to each of our rooms to make sure we were all in bed.
He kept our younger dog, Lucky, in line, and basically trained him as his replacement in keeping us safe and nurturing us.
My mom still misses him.
I'm sorry for your loss, I'm not a cat person, but every so often I meet one who makes me think I could be, and Gracie sounds like my kind of cat.
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Words of Wisdom:
If you could really get to know someone and know that they weren't lying to you, then you would know the world was real. Because you could agree on things, you could compare notes. That must be why people get married or make Art. So they'll be able to really know something and not go insane.
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