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[stilesmeister]

i lost simbaa yesterday. i miss him even more than i thought i would. several times a day i'm hit with a tidal wave of grief and loss: simbaa is gone forever. even now, as i type this in the computer lab of hillman library, tears are welling up in my eyes

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[abigaillouise]

So I have to tell you that I am reading this in MY computer lab (in the basement of a building at CMU) and tears welled up in my eyes. That was such a vivid story--and every possibility you thought of in what your cat was doing makes me cry in different ways.

When our Trixie had to be put down I couldn't go at all. I couldn't even think about going...which always makes me feel bad and scares me in terms of future mom-hood. But a week or two later my mom was talking about it to some friends of the family, and they were like "oh, so sad. Trixie was so great." and my mom said, "yeah. I thought, maybe we should go to Dairy Queen on the way there, and get her a huge chocolate cone, something really fun that she'd love, and who cares about chocolate at that point.. But I just didn't go." And I almost started to cry. I don't know if I was crying at how sweet my mom is (for always wanting her kids to be happy...) or at how SAD that is. A last meal. That didn't happen. Maybe she would have realized something was up and been upset.

Anyway, I'm sorry Meg. I'm sending you some fun pictures soon to cheer you up (once I unpack them; I just moved) and then we will have actual fun together soon. Oh also, don't watch "My Dog Skip" for a little while--it will kill your soul.