Two things you MUST remember, okay?

(1) You did a near-Herculean job of keeping her healthy and happy. You did everything possible and then some.

(2) She died in your arms, not alone in some alley. She knew she was loved and cared for and fussed over.

I dont know what else to say that hasnt already been said. I'm sure everyone reading this thread wishes we -- all of us -- could have done more for Tigger, but what you did was truly magnificent enough for all of us combined. And Tigger's in a great place, where there's no feeding tube in her neck and she can run around chasing birds in the sunshine and she can eat all the tuna she wants. And she'll be there for you, waiting to get her snuggles. I suggest you have plenty ready, because she sounds pretty demanding in the snuggle department.

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