writingslowly
writingslowly

On Friday we learned our cat, who has visited Writing Slowly several times, has a terminal illness, with just weeks to live.

I’m deeply sad. He has been my close companion through years of working from home. To discover I could feel this way about a cat is a harsh gift, but a gift all the same.

A tabby cat with wide eyes is peering out from under a piece of furniture.
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k8quinn@vivaldi.net
k8quinn@vivaldi.net

@writingslowly

So very sorry!

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tracydurnell
tracydurnell

@writingslowly I’m so sorry. Hopefully his time left is peaceful.

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cogdog@cosocial.ca
cogdog@cosocial.ca

@writingslowly All the sympathies, he has similar colors and expressions as ours. As someone who had only dogs for most of my life, I’ve been happily surprised how our cats crawl into my heart.

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Miraz
Miraz

@writingslowly Oh, I’m so sorry to hear this. Our love for our animals is very real and deep.

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writingslowly@aus.social
writingslowly@aus.social

@cogdog Thanks. 'how our cats crawl into my heart.' - that's very true

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writingslowly
writingslowly

@Miraz Thak you and yes, it is very real

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writingslowly
writingslowly

@tracydurnell thanks - he’s spending his last few days being pampered by our family

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