R.D.
When we got rid of our cat, we gave him to the neighbors across the street. They had an 8 year old boy with Downs Syndrome, and it was pretty serious. I questioned the boys quality of life for a while, BUT, when our cat (who thought he was a dog) was outside and they were outside, the boy would light up (to the point it brought his mother to tears, she had never seen him so happy and excited). When we moved, I asked the mother if they would like our cat (we couldn't take him to the new house). She cried again.... she was so afraid of picking a 'bad animal' but she knew of her son's love of cats. She was elated. So Harley (the cat) got a new home, we made a little boy VERY VERY happy, and the girls were happy to help a little boy who couldn't do the things they do regularly. Helping him helped them let go. They still miss their kitty, but their hearts are warm :)