Hey Anons and Patriots. There is so much going on in the world and we are winning. I don't want to take away from ANY of that. But today I had to put my cat down. His name was Moose. He was all black eccept for a tiny patch of white on his back left pinky toe. He was a tiny ball of infinite love. He was with me through the hardest times of my life. And I'm so grateful I got to be his friend and guardian. I would ask for prayers but I know he's safe and comfortable and happy. I thought he would see this Great Awakening to the end with me but he accomplished his mission. Or else he never would have been willing to leave me. I don't even know the point of this post. Nothing can change the situation. I guess I'm just lonely and heart broken. I've lost family members several times but this grief is worse. Please cherish your furry family. They are family.