The tears that fall are for him.... T_T
Well it all started when i got this cat from my grandma. I loved him. I have had him for 19 years now and just resently i had to put him to "sleep" yesturday at 3:30 at the Uptown Animal Hospital. All through the 19 years I have had him we were unseparatable. He would follow me everywhere, run to the door when i left and came in. He would even sleep next to me in bed. God how i loved him so much and now all i have is some pictures of him. All yesturday I cried. I couldn't even bring myself to eat or play videogames(which is hard for most to believe). All I did was sleep and cry. Its sad to even think or even type. And now my eyes are so swollen it hurts. My nose is swore from blowing my nose so much. And yet i still cant believe he is gone. But he had to be put "down" because his hip/legs were messed up so he was limping and crying when he walked. When i first got him he had that problem, but he got surgery where they put a pin in place to keep his leg strong, and just a couple of days ago it must of snaped when he tried to jump onto the couch I was on. He cryied and i knew the time had come. I keep expecting him to jump out of a hiding place and surprise me to death like he always did. He was an evil basturd. But I love him so. He made me proud how evil he became, he would hiss and bite others that came into the house, let alone the ones who lived there. he he. But now hes gone and he left me alone in this shity world. He was supposed to out live me! Yesturday i cried at things most people would laugh at. I cried in the cab on the way to the Hospital when I was telling him it was ok even though I knew it wasnt. I cried all through the time we were at the hospital and he just layed there helpless. I cried on the way back home from there. I cried when I layed down and he was not there next to me. I cried when I took a shower and he wasnt there trying to play with my clean wet hair. I cried when I went into the kitchen and I pulled out a piece of cheese and said "Cheaze" like i normaly do, and he didn't come running to get it. I cried when I went into the bedroom to watch t.v. and he didn't come in to lay in my lap and watch it with me. I cried when I had to throw out his food and water dish, his box, his condo, his basket with toys, and his feather. And most of all I cry now looking at his pictures and just missing him.....I cry.
