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Taken August 17, 2011, the morning of my flight back to London after staying 2 weeks in Winnipeg.

Peanut passed away on Saturday in Winnipeg. Mom had her put down with the help of my Aunt and Uncle who are both vets. Peanut was in rough shape the past few months. She had become a more picky eater, she seemed weak, and was very skinny. When I visited in August, peanut was a rail compared to what she looked like a few years ago, so I can’t even imagine how skinny she was this past week. Mom had talked about Peanut’s rough shape for a little while now, but it’s one of those things you just kinda put to the back of your mind, like it won’t happen, or if it will, it will be in the future, and future you will deal with it. But it can’t be put off anymore now.

Out of the two of them (her and Bufford), Peanut was the one who always wanted attention, and loved getting pet. Her and Mom especially were best buds. When Mom would be in her room at the London house, watching TV, Peanut would be there on the bed snoozin. If she was up on the couch doing something, Peanut was on the couch too (that is, if she wasn’t chowing down food.) Peanut and Mom were like a duo of sorts.

I don’t know when it will actually sink in. I don’t know how it will sink in! I mean, I had Peanut for half my life! So many years have gone by! I remember when she had Bufford in the basement apartment below ours! I remember when she hissed at me just after she had the kittens for cripes sake. I was scared of her initially. A hissing cat, who wouldn’t? And to think, that white, hissing, shy as hell cat that originally belonged to our downstairs neighbour became our lovable ball of fur. And who knew at the beginning that the 4 of us would spend many great years together.

I just wonder how my Mom is going to take it. Peanut was her company (Bufford too, but he’s more of a “free spirit” if you can call a cat that. Peanut was more an asking for pets kind of cat. To pet Bufford, you had to go to HIM.) Peanut was there when she went to bed, and was there when she woke up. It will be much harder on her than Kailey and I, and I know for a fact that the decision to put her down did not come lightly.

But that being said, shes in a better place now. And though she isn’t here physically, her spirit and life will live on in the memories, photos, and videos that we have of her, which will be with us until the end of our own lives.

This photo was the last I ever took of her.

I will miss you greatly Peanut.