"In this photo, my father is lying there peacefully, and Robin—our beloved cat who was part of our family for 17 years—is curled tightly against his chest. The moment we saw them like that, we felt we had to take a picture. Back then, we had no idea it would become the last photo we would ever have of them together.

That night, my father passed away quietly in his sleep—with Robin in his arms, the cat who never left his side.

Two nights later, Robin was gone too. We truly believe he simply couldn’t bear being without him. Their bond was that deep—silent, steady, unbreakable. He followed the person who raised him, loved him, and gave him a home—wherever it is we go after this life.

And sometimes we imagine them somewhere beyond this world, still together, curled up just like they are in this picture. Two souls. One love. Forever."

 

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