I'm sorry to hear that your sister's cat died. I didn't know how close they were until friends told me. I'm sorry that I didn't have more to say than "I'm sorry to hear that."
But I imagine I would have been sorrier if I had blurted out the top three things that came to my mind when I heard who died. These were:
1. The Sixth Day: the Schwarzenegger flick about cloning, because immediately I was thinking: "Darned, we wouldn't be having this problem if we could just clone the cat."
2. Pet Sematary: the Stephen King book and movie about an old Indian burial ground that brought the dead back to life, only more evil. Sort of like The Sixth Day solution, only cooler.
3. Siopao. I tried not to think about it, really I did. The image just wouldn't stay out.
I have to write this out right now because if I kept it all inside I know I will just burst.
I sure hope to Gawd you won't read this. If you do, I'm sorry.