One week without Sandy

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One week ago my beloved 6.5 year old cat Sandy suddenly passed away. He was fine one minute and then he was gone on the floor the next. It was completely unexpected since he was healthy, happy, and so young. I had him from the time he was found under a dumpster after Hurricane Sandy at the age of 4 weeks old. As soon as he could climb his tiny little butt up onto our bed, he was sleeping curled up in my neck. He still slept that way curled up in my arms until a week ago. I moved to this apartment a month and a half ago and that was a HUGE change in my life that I didn't want. . . but at least I had my baby to keep me company and to be happy to see me when I got home. It feels so empty without Sandy. I miss my boy so much.