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A Cat-Shaped Hole in Our Hearts

A phone call woke us shortly after seven.

Pixel had stopped breathing. She did not respond to CPR.

She was exactly two weeks shy of four years old, still a baby. Now our baby is gone, having made the hard, heartbreaking choice for us.

And no amount of joy, or memory, or tears can fill the cat-shaped hole in our hearts.

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