By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 26, 2013 I’ve known for about a week now that my Toby – my beloved little white cat with the amazing blue eyes – was going to die soon. As I write this, he is still here, lying on my desk next to the computer, calmly and patiently waiting. Me, I alternate between weepy, grieving wreck and all-wrung-out-of-tears grieving wreck. In some ways this is harder for me than losing my parents was. Each night I ...
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