I had to have my sweet long-haired white cat, Louise (Weezie) put to sleep about this time 2 years ago, just before Christmas. She had cancer and it had gotten into her spine. I cried for days and thought I would never "get over it" as I'd had her several years and she was so sweet and affectionate.
I thought "no more cats" at the time, but my DD had a cat she needed to find a new home for. She had tried giving her to someone twice before and it hadn't worked out. She kept bugging me about taking the cat, so I finally told her (2 months after losing Weezie) to bring the cat down and "we would see..." Well, the cat ended up sleeping in my lap for 3-hours that afternoon, and I had not expected that to happen so soon!! I figured she would need a day or two to get used to us and the house, but nope...she "adopted" me immediately, and that evening I called my DD and told her she no longer needed to worry about finding the cat a new home.
Mystic (short-haired, black) has been with me almost 2 years already and is such a sweetheart, and even more affectionate than Weezie was!
I've discovered that a heart can hold the love for more than one pet at a time. Weezie will always have a special corner of my heart reserved just for her (and I still keep a framed photo of her on a table) but Mystic has a special spot in there too.
A new pet doesn't "take the place" of a lost pet. They have their own little personalities and distinctions, and you just appreciate them for what they are. I think I would have continued being sad had I not gotten another cat so soon. For me it was the best medicine in the world.

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