Lost my Bob cat yesterday. Girl cat named Bob. She was 20, and passed away naturally in my arms, about as peacefully as I could hope. Had her since I was 12. Thanks for sticking with me so long, little one. meow!
Dad and I found her on the median on the interstate. We didn’t have a carrier or anything. She walked between us and talked excitedly all the way home. She didn’t act unhappy to be in the car at all and she wasn’t afraid of us. We call her Millie most of the time but my dad prefers Milagro. Milagra? meow!