Does the memory of dead pets still bring a tear to anyone else's eye?

My aunt had this cat name Nemo several years ago and he was the kind of cat who hated people, other cats and damn near every living thing, except for this one small dog my aunt had and me. I think he was such good friends with Chester (the dog) because Chester was exceptionally small and Nemo was exceptionally big. As I said, besides Chester, I was really the only other living thing Nemo liked. he would lie on his back and let me pick him up and rub his belly and he would never move or fuss, just purr. Sometime during the summer three or four years ago, Nemo ran away. He was my favorite cat of any I’ve known and when I think about him, I still get a little choked up. I miss him terribly.

Has anyone else had a beloved pet or known an animal who was near and dear to your heart? I know people say “Oh they’re just animals,” but I’ve never held to that idea. Please share stories. :)