I used to have a cat. Oscar. He was an amazing cat, and so beautiful. He never really liked me as much, he loved my mom. On his last day on earth, i was with him, I cried like a baby as he struggled. I put my hand on his paw, and he reached over and licked my finger. I'll never forget that.

He was in my life for a short year. After his passing, I cried all day. I cried myself to sleep several times throughout the day, after waking up through the sleep cycles, I would go over to him (we left him on a blanket, and didn't move him till later that night, I didn't just want to dispose of his body immediately) and I would put my hand on him. I would just think 'I cannot believe you're gone. This is a dream'.

How I think of an animals life, is that as long as you gave your pet the best life, nothing else matters. What you need to do is get another pet. Make another living animal's life the best it can be.

Some people say that they can never get another pet. But in reality, getting another pet is the best thing, both for you, and that animal. When my two dogs (i'll refer them to; my 'girls' as they're sisters) die, I plan on getting another 2-3 dogs. But they will always be my girls.

I have no idea how i'll handle their death. Just thinking about it is devastating. It'll get better, but you should consider getting another animal. That way, you're not so sad. Ill never go my life without a pet. but i cannot wait to see my girls who have been at my moms house as I've been away for the past 7 months.