This is a picture of my husband with our middle cat, Picasso. We had to say goodbye to Picasso today, and it was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. He was 14 years old, and I'd had him for 13 and a half of those years. He lived a good life, but went into congestive heart failure, and we decided to put him to sleep. I will miss him terribly. Rest in peace, my beautiful boy.
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I am so sorry, Lexi. My heart goes out to you and your husband. Having just gone through that last year, I know how difficult it is.
Thank you. It was probably going on for a while, but we only realized something was wrong this week, so it seems very sudden. It will definitely take a while to adjust.
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