Back in March, I lost my sweet Emily girl to cancer. My other cats were happy and healthy, so I thought it would be a long time before I had to say goodbye to another one. Sadly, my boy Elliot decided to stop eating not long after that. The vet could never find anything wrong. I managed to coax him to eat for a while, but that couldn’t last forever.
A week ago today, I decided it was time to let him go. Emily was always his special favorite, and I think he just missed her too much. He was thirteen, and I was so blessed to have him all that time. He was just a big, cuddly teddy bear.
The Bible doesn’t tell us what happens to animals after they die. God knows, and I’m okay with that. But I do hope that He has a special place for the ones that have been so dear to us. I’d so much love to see all my pets again.
Bless you, Honey Boy.