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A sad story.....
11 years ago
Oh god....this was supposed to be a short comment on a journal about someones cat passing......
"I know how you feel We raised my cat from a kitten. His name was sweetie pie...because that's what he was. When people say animals are not as smart as humans boy were they wrong he could always tell when i was at my worst from bullying at school he always knew just what to do. He knew I still played with toys and sometimes had "conversations with my favorite a yellow carebear birthdaybear but I always called her cupcake so he sometimes had me follow him around the house till I found her or if I did have her and it wasn't working he would literally wipe my tears with his own face lick me somewhere on the face and sit there talking to me till I felt better. He slept with me at night and always waited by the the door for me to come home from school. He loved and wanted to feel free but never tried to sneak out the door.....he was to loyal to little old me.....he almost lost his life once....we got him a red collar with a little red bell and he tried to take it off it got stuck in hit mouth tangled on his teeth i still have that collar today.....one day his life took a turn for the worst...he had been acting strange for a few days so we took him to the vet. He didn't even resist the crate...They said his stomach was flipped or something and the procedure was not fast enough that we should enjoy are last minutes with are cat at home to make it more comfortable for him and us....we were in the dinning room i was pacing for a bit while my heart was being broken. My mom was cradling him in her arms when the moment happened it was his favorite way to be held I had been repeating one phrase I love you... he looked up at me it almost looked like he smiled and gave me the heartiest meow he could muster...as if he were saying It will be okay. Then his eyes slowly closed and his body went limp....by the time we got home we had five minutes left with him...the most amazing cat that ever was....We put him on the counter while dad dug the hole...my mind turned off I cried for days months and I cry each and every time I tell the story....but it didn't matter that he died it mattered that he was there for me and we had all those cherished years together...the cat that will forever be in my heart and was no matter how hard his tail got pulled and how much he wanted to be free....He was the best cat ever....... Death is a terrible thing I've had to experience it to many times...but what matters is keeping the memories of the good times alive in our hearts sorry if I went overkill I got carried away abit.................."
"I know how you feel We raised my cat from a kitten. His name was sweetie pie...because that's what he was. When people say animals are not as smart as humans boy were they wrong he could always tell when i was at my worst from bullying at school he always knew just what to do. He knew I still played with toys and sometimes had "conversations with my favorite a yellow carebear birthdaybear but I always called her cupcake so he sometimes had me follow him around the house till I found her or if I did have her and it wasn't working he would literally wipe my tears with his own face lick me somewhere on the face and sit there talking to me till I felt better. He slept with me at night and always waited by the the door for me to come home from school. He loved and wanted to feel free but never tried to sneak out the door.....he was to loyal to little old me.....he almost lost his life once....we got him a red collar with a little red bell and he tried to take it off it got stuck in hit mouth tangled on his teeth i still have that collar today.....one day his life took a turn for the worst...he had been acting strange for a few days so we took him to the vet. He didn't even resist the crate...They said his stomach was flipped or something and the procedure was not fast enough that we should enjoy are last minutes with are cat at home to make it more comfortable for him and us....we were in the dinning room i was pacing for a bit while my heart was being broken. My mom was cradling him in her arms when the moment happened it was his favorite way to be held I had been repeating one phrase I love you... he looked up at me it almost looked like he smiled and gave me the heartiest meow he could muster...as if he were saying It will be okay. Then his eyes slowly closed and his body went limp....by the time we got home we had five minutes left with him...the most amazing cat that ever was....We put him on the counter while dad dug the hole...my mind turned off I cried for days months and I cry each and every time I tell the story....but it didn't matter that he died it mattered that he was there for me and we had all those cherished years together...the cat that will forever be in my heart and was no matter how hard his tail got pulled and how much he wanted to be free....He was the best cat ever....... Death is a terrible thing I've had to experience it to many times...but what matters is keeping the memories of the good times alive in our hearts sorry if I went overkill I got carried away abit.................."
