Sorry to hear that Tarheel. I lost my 12 year old a couple months back. Happy as hell and then ... one week later I had to let him go. F*ck Cancer.
To make this a somewhat more positive post, I was out to dinner that night celebrating my GF's B-day and the waitress was heartbroken that her new granddaughter was allergic to her cats. She didn't want to let them go, yet wanted to keep them together. Here are JackStraw and Tennessee Jed. They're 2 year old brothers and way more than a handful ... or two.
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