• seathru@lemmy.sdf.org
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    5 months ago

    It’s killing me I’ll be moved out of this house in a couple weeks and have to leave my friends Klaatu and Chauncy in the ground here.

    I’m overprotective of my cats even in passing. A couple years ago a local utility company was moving their lines and someone was showing me where they would be trenching through my yard.

    “I’ve got a cat buried right here”

    He chuckled like I was making a joke.

    “No, I’m serious. If that gets desecrated; It will be a bad day for everyone involved.”

    They steered clear. (Sorry, I’m just sad rambling now).

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      5 months ago

      You know…years later and hundreds of miles, I swear I sometimes still hear a meow and catch the flicker of a tail out of the corner of my eye. Maybe in some small way, those of us who truly and deeply loved our pets, who made them family, never truly go forth alone.

      Edit: Also, apparently I was flagged as a bot at one point. Which sorta diminishes this comment, but there you go. beep boop