Well, I'm back here with a short message....the last 6 month's have been awful. Lots of sickness for my pets (Shelly had her 3rd heart attack; Sita had another hole in her back because of the staffylokok-bacteria and Zoë had a major jaw-operation; only Murphy was healthy.) and me and I'm still grieving so much for my missing cat. I just can not get over that...missing is so much worse than dead, because then, you have certainty and at least, you know, that the animal is "safe"....when the pet is missing, you know nothing and you keep on thinking where he is...if he's OK...if he has enough food....shelter....or if people are mistreating him....etc....really, this is killing me. I do not understand how people move on in a situation like this; I really don't! I'm just so sad 24/7....
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