This is kinda sad, and it affirms my belief that cats grieve.
This is my cat Waffles when he was a kitten. The black and white cat, Eddie, picture was killed by a coyote, and when he didn’t come home Waffles kept looking for him all over the house. He grew up with Eddie and was always pestering him.
I printed out a few pictures I had of Eddie and put them on my wall and I caught Waffles looking at them and pawing at them. I don’t think he was playing with the paper, because he always pawed at the one looking at him and would sometimes just stare at them..
We both miss Eddie :’(