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Rest in Peace, my beloved Frankie
We put Frankie to sleep today. He was about 16 and a half, a good age for a cat. He was such a wonderful guy, especially when he was healthy. In fact, I used to call him Frankzilla, because he was so big and strong and solid. He wasn't that way anymore, sadly. I think it was the right time, as much as it hurt to let him go. I'll miss you, my Mr. Footers.

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*HUGS* He had a good, long life, Andi, and I know he couldn't have asked for a more loving home and family.

Thank you, Karen. *Hugs back*

I'm so sorry, Andi. I know how hard it's to lose a beloved pet. *Hugs*

I'm so sorry for your loss. *hugs*

Thank you, sweetie. *Hugs*

I'm sorry. Losing a pet is always hard, even if you know it was the best thing for them. *hugs*

Thank you. *Hugs back*

I'm sorry, sweetie - - it hurts so much, even when you know it's the right thing to do. *hugs*

*holds you so, so tight*

Thank you, Cris. *Hugs back*

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