I went to look at kittehs.

[Vinca]

59. It's always heartbreaking to lose them, that's for sure.

In the past I've always headed to the shelter right away with the thought I could rescue some poor kitty and make its life better even though my own was pretty sad. The last one I lost - more than 4 years ago - threw me for a loop, though. I was depressed and crying for months. To this day I tear up when I talk about him. He was the best friend ever. I wasn't up to adopting another for almost a year, even though the remaining cat needed a buddy. Eventually, I started browsing the pictures of kitties at the Humane Society online and when I finally went to visit them a little gray cat latched on to me and wouldn't let go. He's now known as Peeper and he's snoozing on the bed. It will work out for you, too, Grits. Just give it some time.