My cat died today and I am devastated.
Before meeting Tabitha 6 years ago I really didn’t care for cats at all. I’ve just always been a dog person. When my dog first met her, he tried to bite her head off (literally). In the following years, she’s won us both over such that today, as diabetes stole her from us, we cried together.
Tabitha was 15 at the time of her death. She is (and will always be) remembered by her mother Sara, her adopted father Chad, and brother-of-another-species Jackson. We will miss you forever sweet kitty. Your love knew no bounds.