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Our AFTER Story:
My first pet. He greeted us at the door like a dog, meowed at us as if we were having a conversation and groomed us like we were his furry children. My cat Combi died from cancer at age 11. He was too good for this world, dying at a young age. I am still bitter and saddened to have lost him so suddenly.
I cherish the memories of this special cat, like the times when he would cradle my husband’s head with his body at night. Or when he would raise one paw to signal he wanted to be held. He was the definition of ‘liquid cat’ turning to putty in my arms. His eyes were so big that he resembled anime characters. He left an impression on every house guest and visitor. My house is silent having lost a precious soul.
I miss you my friend. I will keep your memory alive.
I offer you love and light,
Lisa Patchem, founder