I just realized that Zelda died exactly five years ago yesterday. She declined quickly over several days and we moved a futon into her room and slept with her after ordering pizza, her favorite, which we all ate together. The next night we watched her as she looked at the window for a long time and seemed to try to leap toward it. Steven's Dad had been her longtime master before he died, perhaps he was calling to her from heaven. She's buried in the back yard under her favorite spot for watching the birds and clouds go by. I still wear her tags as a necklace sometimes.
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Aww...hope he'll survive!
But wait, she was at least 20, so it wasn't premature.
Even though it's always too soon for a friend you love.
Lots of pets, and a piece of pizza to Skeeter.
that's rotten news ... skeeter is the world's friendliest friend.