I don't quite know what to say, when someone I love tells me that a beloved pet of theirs has died...with my 86-year old father, it can be quite devastating, considering that it was the last surviving cat of his, which he lovingly cared for so many years...after the very untimely and traumatic passing of my mother in 2002. But such was the case as I found out earlier today. "Meany", which was the name my father gave to this scrapping, "survivor" feline, was in heart a "sweety", who finally warmed up to me during my most recent visit. She had been suffering from some unknown malady, but had been making a recovery when she suffered a fatal accident some time after I had left last Saturday. I have a picture of Meany I took just before I left that day. She was an old cat and had lived a full, eventful live. My heart goes out to my father, and I hope that he will find some source of solace and peace after this wonderful animal's passing...
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