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Well, I'm getting better. I talked to my mom about the night Princess died and I think it was so hard because everything was so traumatic. There's my sweet mama cat in pain and I couldn't make it better. Even when we were saying goodbye to her she was still meowing like she was in pain. I miss her so much, all I wanna do is cuddle with my fat mama. She was so sweet and fat, she would just melt into my arms and pur. I miss her being in the bathroom. I keep expecting her to show up again. Today was the hardest, I always woke up to her sleeping in my bed on saturdays. I just wish she didnt go so traumatically. She was a great cat, she deserved better. The vet's office sent a sympathy card, it was very nice. I feel like a bad mama. I went to look 4 pictures, the most recent I found was from my prom in 2001 and it was me in my room the next day and u can see half of her pillow body on the bed. The others are all from like 97. I think I'll have a few blown up. I just wish my sweet mama was still here...