Legless
There is no problem with crying, especially over a lost pet.

I lost my first cat, Brummy, to a car, someone rang us up to tell us she'd found him, she even brought him round.

Thats the first time I saw my dad cry, and in 24 years, it was one of 2, the other when my mum and dad's divorce was official.

My last cat, Meatloaf, has been missing for over 4 years, presumed hit by a car, he was 13.

He was the one thing that kept me going through my parents divorce, and only last night I found copies of the only 4 photos I have of him that I thought I'd lost after a hard drive died.

I even had a website like Meep's for Meatloaf, but that was lost many moons ago. I might well resurrect it now.

You have a man-hug here, thats for sure.
(Ethelred is watching cheese grow, Fri 24 Oct 2008, 13:37, Reply)