In article <helju35l5ohoodl0gdm9gjbf0i9ka5b6hn@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>,
mike weber <fair****tfan@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
>Something similar with Oz, the cranky big orange cat i inherited from
>a former roommate - but, despite good intentions, i couldn't stay,
>though i did make it to the point at which the initial sedative was
>taking effect, but then i had to run out...
I remember Shelob, the store cat at The Other Change of Hobbit for
many years. I held her on my lap and petted her, in the last hour
of her life, and she purred. But I couldn't bring myself to stay
when the vet came.
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