I remember when I first picked you out of your litter. You were white so small you could barely fit in the palm of my little hand, but you stood out to me and I knew I was going to have you as my baby. Six weeks later I took you home and you cried all night that first night without your brothers and sisters and I remember crying with you even though I had school the next morning. |
It might have been a rough start, but after that you were the most energetic and affectionate kitty I could have asked for.
You grew up with me through middle school, high school, and even the semester and a half of college. You were there when I moved out on my own and kept me company on my lonliest nights, I was never truly alone. Even though you became less energetic and had a grumpy demeanor, you were still so sweet and such a joy to keep around for fourteen years. The last night I had you was so scary, and I'm sorry that you had to experience it, but I'm also happy you're not in pain or afraid anymore. I can't wait to see you again, and I miss you so much...