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In this time of sorrow, I take comfort in knowing he is in a happier, beautiful place where he is free from any pain, fear, illness, and disease. My heart aches every day he is gone. The love and life he left behind will always be remembered and honored. I never could have asked for a better companion and I feel so greatful to have had him in my life. The greatest lesson I learned from him was to value the gift of life and to cherish every moment you have with someone you love, never take it forgranted.
Death can only make love stronger and one day I will reunite with him and I will have the happieness I felt with him once again. I will love and miss him always. It's still hard for me, sometimes I dream of him. The dreams are not sad but not happy also. They are dreams of him returning to life like the shot that was suppose to put him to sleep didn't and he came back from the dead but he is sick all over again...I hate those dreams. When he was sick I do have some pictures I took of him but I won't put them up here they are too sad...you can see the sadness and discomfort in his face. I still talk to him every morning I wake up I tell him good morning when I go to sleep I tell him good night just like I always did...
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He knew we were helping him, he held on to life just for us, and seeing we were helping him end his pain, he was truly happy. So having him put down was the best for everyone, Salem no longer hurt, though we still hurt, we feel better knowing we did the right thing. Plus, we have so many memories of him to bring us a smile if feeling down whether it was him listening and chattering with us, stealing my things or doing whatever he can to irritate me very much like a little brother. No..he wasn't like a brother, he was my little brother and always will be regardless of what others may say
So whatever you do, don't ever forget your cat, don't ever let his memory hurt you, instead use it to help yourself get stronger
I never forget him I think of him everyday and I do believe I will see him again in the afterlife. I do think of him as my angel and I don't know if animals can be reincarnated but there can only be one of him but someday I will have another animal in my life because life is just more happier with one I'm sure you know. But no cat can replace him you can never replace an animal that died its not the same. It wouldn't fix the pain of losing him I will always feel that pain but I can always feel some happiness again but he was so special and I could love again but never love any animal more than I did with him.
Salem was really the only cat I've witness pass away in person, though there was another, but he was a stillborn, barely remember him, only enough to know I gave him a name, Patch, and watched my dad bury him in the backyard so not to upset the other newborns and their mother
And I know what you mean, when i got Salem, I was much younger and he was originally meant to as an effort to replace a cat we had to give away to a friend of my dad's because we couldn't bring her at the time. When we finally got the money and space for a cat, I wanted a black one like Lucky, a girl at first. But no matter how much we tried, no female black cats were available, eventually settling on either a boy or girl black cat, leading up to finding and adopting Salem. Unlike Lucky who was patient, calm, motherly; Salem was a wild child, always getting into things, life never dull with him, no matter how hard you'd try. Instead of replacing Lucky, he made me appreciate her memories more and filled my heart with his own personality. Lucky was like my big sister, while Salem became my little brother due our relationships
Though he's done other things such as breaking out of the house or apartment, forcing me to chase him, usually in my pajamas to get him back in
He also loved chewing on me, mostly my arm, if not he'd stick his claws in my ass to force me to give him my cereal milk if he thinks I'm taking to long