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Oh my God.... I can't believe this happened... My cat Lucky... He was attacked by someone's dog... He fought hard for his life.... but it didn't save it... In other words, he's dead. My cat who I've had ever since I was in the first grade is dead. Killed. Murdered. Of course, it wasn't really bad. I got to hold him in my arms and look him right in the eye just before he died of his injuries. He knows that no matter what, there will always be someone that will love him and hold him in their heart and memories.
   On the bright side, this won't be the last time I ever see him. In my dreams, I'll go pay him a visit up in Heaven and give him all the pets, hugs, kisses, and belly scratches to his heart's content while I remind him of the good days when he would drink from mom's toilet and jump up on my bed in the morning. 

   
He may be gone now in person, but in spirit, he'll live forever.