reply to post by sandri_90
I love cats, its bittersweet. When our older cat died the young one didn't quite understand what was going on and looked in every spot in the house
and slept by the door waiting for her to come back. When he realized she wasn't coming home he sat and cried(vocally in the way cats do) for hours.
It broke my heart to see it but it showed how close they were in their friendship and our older cat acted like a mother to him since he was very young
when we brought him home. If anyone thinks we are the only conscious beings on this earth, they are wrong.
[edit on 2-5-2010 by ItsAgentScully]