I remember that my family once took in a stray dog that we named Tiger. I think we had him for about a week o two before he ran off. To this giorno I wonder what happened to him, but I hope he's found his peace.
Lots of times. It's really hard. In my lifetime I've lost... 5 pets? That I can remember anyway. My dog got hit my a car too, and they just left her in the road. It's really hard losing a pet and really there is no way around it. When my cat died, my parents got me a new kitty for my birthday. It may sound horrible, but I found that's the best way to sposta on. I am in no way suggesting that te go out and buy an new cat tomorrow though, te should give yourself some time to mourn. R.I.P Momo.
Every single dog I've had has found a way out somehow. They've all been some kind of ninja masterminds, I tell you. u.u Percy snuck out of our apartment when I was four, Lady jumped out of a window, Maxwell SCALED THE GATE and ran off, Chealsea somehow rammed the gate open and ran off with Maxwell, and Dude almost knocked my dad into the concrete, trying to get out of the house.
There's something wrong with all the Cani we have, I swear >.>; Good news is, we always found them in the end. C: <3
Oh God, MANY. In fact, just yesterday my rabbit Peter died and earlier this week my ratto Olivia died too. I'm very sorry about your cat. Try to take your mind off of it da doing things te normally enjoy doing.