Our family...
We have a wall dedicated to the children in our family. It holds the pictures of eight members that have passed since my wife and I have been together these twenty seven years. I sometimes glance over at them and think of the personality of the animal, they were all unique. I feel that way they NEVER die, I still sometimes feel like they are still under my feet, I still see glimpses of them at times, hear their voices in the night, their footsteps on the porch, their warmth on my lap. They never die... Go down to the pound, find another large furry friend that needs a home, do not hesitate, they are there to help you with the grief... It is what FATCAT would want. .