I really want to believe my buddy is running free ina pasture somewhere, chasing butterflies and field mice, without harm of course, and someday I'll see him come running towards me, I'll get to hug him and tell him how sorry I am that I didnt hold him and pray with him and sing psalms and read scripture to him. I just was too pride-filled to do that for a cat, yet I know now he would have understood. I cant explain it, but he was very special, and God tried to get to me thru him, and I was too hard-hearted to get it. Now I grieve too late, and I miss his unconditional love. I just pray God and he forgives me. I didnt deserve him, and he deserved better than me. Please hug your pets, and all your loved ones today, for Jesus' sake, and one for my little buddy as well.