I was looking at a few of my earlier posts, when I saw the post about the two most annoying dogs in the world, getting their shots. Since then, one of them died. He was at least thirteen, because he was six when my family got him. He jumped up on my bed, then died, presumably in his sleep. I only mention this now, because one of my family's two cats just died this weekend, in much the same way.
They were both good pets, and each had great qualities about them. Neither was perfect, but both were affectionate. It makes me wonder sometimes about our tendency to attribute human emotions to animals. Basic emotions have to be there, including a fear response, and I wonder since I was there for neither death, were they scared when it happened?
I hope not, I hope they just went down to sleep and never woke up.
Goodbye and Goodnight Moses, and you too Ricky, Good Boys.
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