Cat with lymphoma put down last week after no longer responding to treatment. Had her 14 years...Sucks. Fuck Cancer...even animals succumb. Best to grieve a few days and not try to trade until mentally ready.
Losing a dog and trading
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Mine passed from heart failure. After 18 years her heart just started giving out. One day she's fine, playing, purring, eating, the next day she's tucked in a corner and doesn't want to eat or even drink water anymore. I'm so sorry you lost yours too.
I can imagine, unfortunately. Hang in there, try to be patient, try to distract yourself by doing things you usually like. All the best wishes for you.
Also, you dont necessarily have to go through a big trading loss period to confirm to yourself how much you missed him/her. The human mind likes to do that convoluted stuff but your co-pilot buddy who passed away would have had zero interest in seeing you go through that.
Totally not pet-related, but a sweet story.
http://news.spotlightstories.co/hidden-note-car-glove-box/
http://news.spotlightstories.co/hidden-note-car-glove-box/
TRIBUTE TO A DOG
The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world.
The one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog.
A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and in poverty, in health and in sickness.
He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he may be near his master's side.
He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer.
He will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounter with the roughness of the world.
He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince, when all other friends will desert, he remains.
When riches take wings and reputation falls to pieces, he is constant in his love as the son in its journey throughout the heavens.
The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world.
The one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog.
A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and in poverty, in health and in sickness.
He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he may be near his master's side.
He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer.
He will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounter with the roughness of the world.
He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince, when all other friends will desert, he remains.
When riches take wings and reputation falls to pieces, he is constant in his love as the son in its journey throughout the heavens.
That was incredibly touching, thank you.
