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Time may very well ease the pain, but it sure takes its sweet time doing it. 25 years have passed since I lost Midnight, and it still hurts. My heart and love to you, my dear friend. But they are not truly gone so long as we keep them alive in our hearts.

My deepest condolences on your loss. I had to put down my Midnight in 1992, and 25 years later, it still hasn't left me. I know it is hard, but please try to focus on the fact that you gave your baby a warm, loving, safe home for all of her life. Focus on all of the great times you had with her...

I have a friend who is originally from India, and she's always drank tea with skim milk.

I can't stand coffee, and I'm not wild about tea either, but given a choice between the two, tea wins out.

My heart truly goes out to you. I remember my first Christmas after Midnight died, gosh it was so hard to get through.

Oh, but she is so pretty.

And a non kitty pic:

Not a kitty, but I liked this last one: Hope you got a good laugh out of these! I know I did!

He's still alive, 69 years old, still a guy (supposedly), and I have no idea about his pets.