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Yesterday I found out my cat died last Saturday.
Angst. Just a lot of angst with my family right now. I hate that I wasn't there last weekend to go see him. Maybe if I was there and showered him with attention this would have happened. He's a good cat you know? You would always be waiting for us and when we moved and had to get them used to the backyard he would sit outside the glass door almost like he was guarding the place, making sure we were there. He was so cute that I couldn't help but go out several times to make sure he was okay since I was worried. It was a new place, what if he wanders off and gets lost?!
But I thought he would be okay after I left to go live with my friend. My parents live more than an hour away from me driving right now and I, having to finish high school is living with my friend. I mentioned this a couple of times, I know, but...why wasn't I there?
He was the kind of cat that didn't just care about the place he was sheltered in but he really did love us. It was obvious from his behavior compared to the other cats we own. That's what made him our family cat. We all really loved him. Really, we loved all our cats but he was different. He never had the urge to go outside, would curl up next to you all night, and really was the nicest cat ever. I liked biting at his fur because its so FLUFFFFFFFY, but he wouldn't get mad. He was so precious.
And...
Before he died he even made his way...halfway to the backyard, maybe to find my parents. My dad is sure a car crashed into him. But he even walked to the backyard...I mean, what kind of cat...
He was such a stupid cat, because he's so friendly. I loved him so much.
I need to ask what dad what they did to his body, but I dont really want to know. I just, wish they buried him or something, so I would know where he is. I don't know. I can't really, I don't see the screen anymore. And here I thought I cried enough yesterday...wait...
Okay. ... My head hurts now. I don't have a picture of my Kimba on this laptop ;; But it's okay...I don't really want to see it right now. Just know he was cute, with pretty blue eyes.....and.....I'll find a picture and edit it in here. His picture should be in here. r.i.p Kimba darling ; ~;
I'm going to lay down for a while.
Angst. Just a lot of angst with my family right now. I hate that I wasn't there last weekend to go see him. Maybe if I was there and showered him with attention this would have happened. He's a good cat you know? You would always be waiting for us and when we moved and had to get them used to the backyard he would sit outside the glass door almost like he was guarding the place, making sure we were there. He was so cute that I couldn't help but go out several times to make sure he was okay since I was worried. It was a new place, what if he wanders off and gets lost?!
But I thought he would be okay after I left to go live with my friend. My parents live more than an hour away from me driving right now and I, having to finish high school is living with my friend. I mentioned this a couple of times, I know, but...why wasn't I there?
He was the kind of cat that didn't just care about the place he was sheltered in but he really did love us. It was obvious from his behavior compared to the other cats we own. That's what made him our family cat. We all really loved him. Really, we loved all our cats but he was different. He never had the urge to go outside, would curl up next to you all night, and really was the nicest cat ever. I liked biting at his fur because its so FLUFFFFFFFY, but he wouldn't get mad. He was so precious.
And...
Before he died he even made his way...halfway to the backyard, maybe to find my parents. My dad is sure a car crashed into him. But he even walked to the backyard...I mean, what kind of cat...
He was such a stupid cat, because he's so friendly. I loved him so much.
I need to ask what dad what they did to his body, but I dont really want to know. I just, wish they buried him or something, so I would know where he is. I don't know. I can't really, I don't see the screen anymore. And here I thought I cried enough yesterday...wait...
Okay. ... My head hurts now. I don't have a picture of my Kimba on this laptop ;; But it's okay...I don't really want to see it right now. Just know he was cute, with pretty blue eyes.....and.....I'll find a picture and edit it in here. His picture should be in here. r.i.p Kimba darling ; ~;
I'm going to lay down for a while.
