Oh Peeps! Each day, as I heal and hurt less, I come here and find the perfect replies to help my smile get bigger and bigger!

*smacks PF's hand from my butt...AGAIN!*

Ahem...

Of all the people I know...I am proclaiming my Pixie family as the most understanding, loving, caring and futuristically hopeful people on this planet! Aside from my baby sis, NO ONE in my personal life has been so helpful in my recovery/mourning!!!! Not even friends who have lost pets (mostly dog owners). I can't explain why, but I've realized some people don't want to hear of "your" loss. They only want you to be "as you used to be". I've actually had a person or two (more...if truth be known) tell me that "It isn't like a person died...stop being so sad about a CAT...just a CAT!". "Oh, com'on...you can always get another cat...it isn't like your mom died". To which I proclaimed, "It's the saddest I've felt SINCE my mom died...dickhead!"

Sis knew Rocky and she has a cat of her own, so baby sis is my immediate/intimate grounding rod. That anyone here has never met Rocky, but can feel my pain through my relating stories of my "Monkey" or "Butchie" or "Poopy" or "King Tut" (amoung all the other names we called him through the years)...speaks VOLUMES of how close our Pixie family really is!

(((((EVERYONE)))))

And so it goes.............................................

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